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Cassidy pouted. She was really enjoying herself. She'd actually gotten used to the cold at this point. And was getting used to Myrtle's outbursts. She even made a note to go visit her at some point in the girl's bathrooms since she was able to do so. That would cheer the ghost up she felt. Cassidy followed the class out of the room nonetheless. Maybe she would be able to find the ghosts at some other point and continue conversing with them later.
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