Shuie bursts into your room in an anxious panic. You're going to be late for school! She rips the blankets off of you, causing your processors to freeze momentarily as your system adapts to the temperature change. I don't want to be late to my job at the oil shop today just because I had to drive you there. She says sternly, her eye narrowing on your slumped form in bed.
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27/09/2024