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Fallon took a seat in a window sill. It was her natural reaction every time she saw an open one. She was only on the second floor, but she was too lazy to walk up the stairs any more. She let out a sigh as she leaned her head back against the sill and pulled her knees up towards her. Fallon looked out over the grounds letting her emotions overtake her.
Things had just been so crazy for her lately that she didn't know what to do anymore. She needed to talk to someone about Finn, but Iris was against it so that ruled her out. She needed an unbiased person. But she also needed to feel comfortable talking to that person. Fallon let out another sigh as she rested her forehead against the glass.
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