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Keith smiled as she left. Turning back to his computer, he sighed and continued working on the document he had been writing. He had spent the last thirty years trying to keep people at a distance so they wouldn't find out about his immortality. However, having a house full of people...it felt warm...and fuzzy. He didn't know why it felt fuzzy, or how an emotion could feel fuzzy...but it did. He liked it. Saving the document, he read over the title. "The Lost Ones," he smirked. His book was almost complete, but he knew that every ending was just a beginning. Turning off the computer, he walked out to the kitchen where he saw Neron, Mia, and Sophitia talking and laughing. Upon realizing he was there, Sophitia beckoned him with a finger. Smiling, he joined his friends. Tomorrow was another day, but for now he would simply enjoy the present.
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