✖ Ƞｏｅｌａｎｉ βｏｕｌａｙ✖
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❥✦ Noelani waved everyone off, her arms flying back and forth through the air. Thank God the cap had been added to her drink, or light colored soda would be covering the floor. The blonde sighed, realizing that she was, in fact, alone. The girl sat down with a flop on the chair the other girl had been sitting in, her blonde hair bouncing on her shoulders. She quickly ate her sub, neatly dabbing her face with a napkin every now and again.
The girl finished eating, and when she went to throw her trash away, she noticed Vegas' trash, still sitting there. Immediately Noelani felt bad for the poor little crumpled up, unloved wrapper, not even appreciated enough to be disposed of correctly. A determined expression played on her face as she felt a mission coming on. She took the neglected garbage into her arms and left the foodary, running off to the Garnet dorm.
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(( Yaniie, you forced me to do this C:< . Prepare yourself, woman. ))
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