“There aren’t any extra dorms left. Or at least I don’t think.” She said.
"Go and ask the principal!" Oliver suggests.
Taeraya walked through the halls, taking her time. Her eyes surveyed the scenery, taking it all in.
Oliver sighs, mumbles something, and then walks away.
"No."
“Are you sure? With that mumbling it don’t seem like nothing is wrong.” She said.
Taeraya noticed the two arguing and she watched for a moment, before turning and leaving.
After wandering around a bit more she found the mess hall.
After wandering around a bit more she found the mess hall.
"Look, I'm fine, okay?"
((Night!))
((NO!!!!!! no....... bye.....))
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