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Jemima Norcross stood, rubbing her hands. “Nervous?” “Yeah,” Jemima said. Nichelle Rosendale eyed a familiar figure approaching her. “Why are you late? I thought we were supposed to go to the anime shop you were telling me about yesterday,” Nichelle whined. “Are you sure you’re talking to the right person?” Kanara Norwood walked on the sidewalks of the bridge, tracing her hand on the rough cement of the railing and looking glumly at the dark water below until she got hit. “Sorry! I’m so sorry!” “Are you even watching where you are going?” Kanara glared. Sadira Daligan pressed the white marble cup of brown liquid on her lower lip. “Handsome lad, isn’t he?” “Very,” Sadira smiled to herself. Phoenyx Delaney stared at her food blankly as she twisted and untwisted it with her fork. “Are you going to eat that?” “I beg your pardon?” Phoenyx asked incredulously.
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