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ImAGrape 
Fallon listened to Larissa. She suddenly stopped. "Why are you sorry?" She didn't understand what had made the girl say that. Fallon looked completely confused as she sipped her butterbeer.
She looked up and began to talk agian."I thought I was beginning to ramble. My father used to scold me because I did." She finshed her sketch and flipped to a new sheet of paper. "May I draw you?"