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Also, I need to know what y'all think of this opening. I'm gonna rewrite it but this is the base of it lol


Sitting on top of a roof eating a strawberry Poptart while gazing at the early morning sky was probably the best thing Alma could imagine to be the start of his day. Sadly, he was not doing that small daydream, but instead Alma was screaming, tugging on and buckling his punkish platform boots, cursing the day he decided that flipping off society and being himself was such a sexy and cool thing for him to do.