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"Because I'm supposed to be the good one," she grinned squeezing past a brutish college kid. "But maybe a few days in detention with you wouldn't be so bad."
Candy and beads were flying everywhere and she couldn't help but laugh. She had no intention of "earning" beads in public but she had no problem slinging a few tossed her way over her head and putting a few around Stasi's neck. "Free of charge!" she declared.
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