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"What are you looking at? Can't I fix my hair?" The redhead asked with a confused face. All he had done was just brushed it. He was too lazy to spike it that morning, so he had just gone with it, though now he was regretting the choice to even think about leaving the dorms without spiking it. This was kind of annoying, having to fix it every hour, so it stayed out of his face.

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