Lenae shot a look in Chris’ direction. Does it really matter if he took her blasted chocolate?
Rolling her eyes, she flipped her text book to personal days, hoping to get the numbers to cooperate. Her Personal Year should be 2..Personal Month? Well, she had thought it was 4, and..yes, it was.
Hearing the other students explanations, she sighs slightly, placing her quil down and listening instead.
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