You almost fell into the Garage where all the trash container for your apartment complex stood. You went through all of them. But there was no gun. You searched the floor, behind the container's everywhere, but there it was not. Your biggest fear had come true. You went back, looked through every floor, hoping to find someone to just carry that thing around. But most of your neighbors were either working or on campus. You went back up to your apartment. Grabbing your backpack off the counter and just went into your room. You plopped down onto your bed, smashing your face into the pillow. "And what now?", you asked yourself. You lost the gun. A loud yawn, as you had been up since six o'clock and the search for the gun were exhausting, combined with the stress you are currently going through. The bed was warm, inviting, just closing your eyes for a few seconds, would hurt right?
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