[ she was glancing at a chipped ceramic ashtray, flipping it in her hands to see if it was still sturdy enough to use (whenever she actually got her cigarettes back, the freakin thieves) when he'd gotten her attention. she leans in to look at the words, and --
oh. she rolls her eyes slightly as she digs her device out of her pocket. ]
they're great pillows, use em all the time in class
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oh. she rolls her eyes slightly as she digs her device out of her pocket. ]
they're great pillows, use em all the time in class