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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞

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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 as people went in and out of the building with decorations in their hands

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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐀 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆, 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 as people went in and out of the building with decorations in their hands. there was gonna be a dance later on in the week, and thea wasn't exactly look forward to it. she knew eric was gonna force her and otis to go since that was something that he loved. but if thea didn't have a date, she didn't want to go. she continued walking, watching a student struggle with some things for a second before he got it. she smiled slightly when she had seen maeve leaning on the outside of the building, smoking a cigarette.

"hey." the pink haired girl greeted.

"hey." thea repeated, leaning on the wall next to her.

"how are you?" maeve questioned.

thea furrowed her eyebrows at this, tilting her head slightly as she looked maeve. "i'm fine. why?"

"what do you mean, why? i'm asking how you are. that's not weird, that's normal." maeve reasoned.

"it's weird for you, considering you've never asked me how i am before." thea answered.

"okay! bloody hell! i won't do it again, then. sorry for asking." maeve snapped, making a smile pull at thea's lips.

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