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... et everyone know.
She, Rachel Barton.
Is not to be messed with.
Rachel descended from the bridge.
An hour later.
Rachel returned to the dormitory.
Today, none of her roommates had guests, so they all huddled in the dorm chatting.
Even before Rachel entered, she could hear the laughter from inside.
By the sound of it.
They were probably painting their nails.
“Nora, can you paint a sun pattern for me?” That was Kitty’s ...
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