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2nd Floor Common Room, Sunday Morning
With the slow creep of familiarity came... a kind of not-restlessness, a feeling that made Amicia step out of her bedroom with a growing regularity.
Not often, and not far. But still. It was a Sunday, morning even, and she was back in the common room.
She had a bowl of oatmeal, this time. It was tolerable, and familiar, and that was all she cared for.
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Not often, and not far. But still. It was a Sunday, morning even, and she was back in the common room.
She had a bowl of oatmeal, this time. It was tolerable, and familiar, and that was all she cared for.
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"Try," she said. "To learn." She waved a hand at herself. "I am."
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"That must be difficult," she said sympathetically. "Good luck to you. My name is Belle, by the way."
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