As the rain is pounding on my roof again, I almost feel a physical pain. This would be the ideal situation of having a cute hapa girlfriend under the blankets with me, and on christmas eve no less. Every time the torrent surges louder, I feel I am wasting it. This is literally a "perfect storm" going to waste, because I am rotting in my room alone. In what world is this remotely acceptable?
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