

Chapter Two: EncounterEncounterChapter Two: Encounter
The smell of hotdogs loomed in the cafeteria. Groups of people sat at benches; their conversations echoing in the small room. The clanging of forks, knives, and spoons on dishes were made between bites and words.
Anne sat across for Nellie, sharing some of her chicken sandwich with Fille. Other students surprisingly didnt notice the cat crawling among the dishes on their table. Ironically, Fille preferred being carried from class-to-class and being silent throughout the period, then crying in a locker all day. Anne also got attached to Fille quite quickly.
A familiar face approache

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take care of the sense, and the sounds will take care of themselves.
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>> No please, I can't digest milk!
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The real question is...
What would Brian Boitano do if he were here right now?
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Plz click my Pokemanz, 'kay?
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