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I cannot get out of my room for another five days or until I test negative. Fuck.
Storm is brewing outside, making this day more dreary.
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My furbaby accompanying me in my isolation. She always begs to be let in my room, oftentimes with her fluffy toy or her feather-on-stick toy.