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yuli

she finds him in the library again.

he's bent over a book, writing so quickly that he doesn't notice her sit next to him.

she clears her throat. "i'm sorry."

atília looks up at her. "it is okay. are you done putting yourself down?"

she nods and sits next to him, smile forming on her face. "can we be friends now? can i make it up to you with a party?"

"yes, and... i have not been to many parties before," he replies embarrassedly.

"good! meet me at my dorm room at eight!"

"but i do not even know where—"

she runs off to class, leaving atília's question unanswered behind her.

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