Addy smiled as she walked over to him. “Hey.” She said stopping in front of him. “How have you been?” she asked taking off her scarf and putting it into her oversized cloth purse. Underneath her glasses the bruise at the corner of her eye and upper cheek were beginning to turn brown. And the scab from her fight with the younder girl was hidden by her light ginger locks.
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