Alive

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No, když už nemám žádné originální nápad, proč alespoň nevyměnit jazyk, že? :D (jen tak mimochodem, můžu psát v jakémkoliv jazyku??)

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Baz knew something was wrong before Simon even entered the building. He could smell blood.
He stomped out of the door and down the stars without a second thought. And sure enough, there he was. Simon Snow, covered in scratches and bruises.
Really, Snow was attracting troubles like a magnet. It was, like, the sixth time in the past three months he arrived looking all but dead on his feet.
Couldn’t the moron stay out of harm’s way for a couple of hours?
Baz was angry.
And relieved.
Because, yes, Snow was an idiot (Baz’s idiot).
But he came home.

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