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I spaced out for a bit as a result of reminiscing on my past. Len and Matt continue speaking until Matt mentions that I’m the guy with the guitar. “Yeah. I was gonna jam out somewhere on campus until my roomie’s Haunter took my guitar as a joke. No bad blood between he and I, don’t get me wrong, but I’d really like to find it soon, especially before classes start.” I take the and slide it in Matt’s direction. “Speaking of which, you see this guitar floating around the campus ominously by chance?” Completely disregarding my breakfast, I fail to realize Gibson’s already nibbling on the contents of my plate. “Come on bud, give me a break.” Gibson looks up at me apologetically, but I can’t help but smile. Chuckling a bit at the sight, I then shift my focus back to my missing guitar and a potential clue Matt might drop.
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