emotions are for cowards

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Flip flip flip the sound of pages rubbing against each other filled the room. Y/n impatiently flipped her hands through her hair as she felt like quitting for probably the umpteenth time. 'Why the hell do they allow illiterate people to write textbooks? Who is this for' She thought in annoyance as she scanned the contents of the thick engineering book placed on her already messy desk.

A loud noise interrupted her stream of consciousness as a figure approximately the size of 6 cinder blocks appeared at her doorway, as light filtered in from her cracked door, she recognized the horn-rimmed glasses which her brother wore. He adorned a bright smile as he rushed forward to hug her.

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