

Location: Dorm - Bed
ℕɑɑϲɦϯ ∝╬══→ Δмηєƨɩɑ ∝╬══→ ℝɵδɾ℩ℊʊℯʑ
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After what felt like an eternity of thinking depressing thoughts, he left the room to find something to do.
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