At some point Eliza came in. She wasn't in uniform. Nor was she in normal street clothes. She was dressed in a tank top and a pair of leggings. She was pretty sure it didn't matter since she had been training most of the early afternoon.
She was also hungry again so she was going to open the refrigerator and stare at the food while trying to decide what she wanted.
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