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Chapter 12 by AlphaSpiritNY AlphaSpiritNY

Running out of options...

The studying red-head

You go for the redhead who is allowed... or ****... to forgo the party. She is a cutie with just a few freckles and naturally fire red hair. And she also seems to be freaking out about her exam.

"Hey there, what're you up to?" You lean in her doorframe, interrupting her as she nearly snaps a pencil in two.

"Jesus fucking Christ!" The redhead freaks out. "How the fuck is anybody supposed to concentrate in this henhouse. And WHO the fuck are you? Can't you see I'm busy?"

Yikes... okay, so maybe not...

"Sorry, just thought I'd...."

The red head gets up from her desk and shuts the door in your face with a disdainful. "UGH"

What did Erin say, there'd be hell to pay if she didn't pass? What's Anthropology anyway... maybe some kind of science about bugs?

Now what?

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