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trigger warring : mild violence

Ingrid comforted and sat beside Gabe who was in mourning for his older sister., he was lamented and mewling by the point where he couldn't eat nor drink anything placed upon his plate., His blue pupils hovered over the tray melodically.

"Poor Gabe" Esther commented sympathetic looking over her shoulder at the upset boy

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"Poor Gabe" Esther commented sympathetic looking over her shoulder at the upset boy. Ingrid glanced at her like a raging bull and rolled down the right sleeve on her jumper showing oddly obscene marks across her arm., which resembled scars from a previously unexplained incident.

Taken a back Esther turns back around whilst Stormi curiously looks over

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Taken a back Esther turns back around whilst Stormi curiously looks over., Resting bitch face alert" Stormi divulged lowing her voice eating her sandwich.,"true" Ava and Harri conceded., All of them giggled unable to control themselves like misbehaved students. The laugher soon stopped as their attention turned back to Gabe.

"I can't believe Nurse Orwell is gone" Ava deplored, fibbing with her fork of french fries., Esther roared up her seat rising a cain of 7Up and her friends followed suit. "To Nurse Orwell" she declared. "To Nurse Orwell" their conveyed.

The four musketeers took their seats once again. Rubby waltzed passed extending his hand to wave at them all. whilst he took a seat with Ingrid and Gabe. Harri's lips grew into a wicked smirk. "What are you grinning about?" Esther queried.,"I saw the way Rubby was thirsting over you E."

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