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Key snatched his hand back quickly with a mumbled sorry. He stood there, hand still glued to his chest by the other and looked around with wide eyes. Everything was so opulent. Key had always had a simple life. There times where he was left wanting basic necessities so having things like decoration and picture frames was a luxury he couldn't wrap his head around.
Leaving the vase (and other pretties) alone, he shuffled into the middle of the room. “The passport isn’t really needed but I would like one.” He said softly. “What I really need is a birth certificate, an RRN, and papers saying I attended school, then graduated from somewhere.”










