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march 23rd, 8:05am

"okay, group therapy is over," ashley said. "finally," she muttered afterward. everyone sighed in relief and went to the cafeteria to get their breakfast. melanie waited for ashley.

"you don't seem to like group therapy too much," melanie pointed out.

"are you kidding me? i hate it. it's so stupid! why should these people need to tell everyone here all their secrets? that's what the doctors are for," ashley exclaimed. "i've told the people who run this place about it several times but they think group therapy is fine."

"that's dumb," melanie agreed.

"right?" ashley exclaimed. "another reason this place sucks."

"i'm not hungry. am i allowed to just go back my room?" melanie whined.

"technically no, but since when does ashley frangipane follow the rules?" ashley smiled and melanie giggled. ashley grabbed melanie's hand as they sneaked down the hallway to their room.

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