Cataclysm

Cataclysm

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Stevie isn't good with people. She's good at math. She's good at chemistry. She's got a slew of mental disorders and the pills to prove it. She's especially bad at new people. Enter the not-so-friendly TA with a temper and a broody scowl and a couple feet on Stevie. Oh, and she's forced to work with him. She can totally handle this.
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