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Lost Road, Familiar Spirits

Adalee: *had reached a road block in her research to try and find the sirens, she rubbed her temple whilst sitting at her desk, her eyes went gold she zoned out and starred blankly at a wall, she sat there no movement*

As if one problem wasn't enough

Avery: *found themselves locked in the bathroom, they were looking down at a pregnancy test,* what the shit! *covered their mouth to keep quiet* gods damn.. *sighs* perfect..! Cherry on the frickin top..!

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