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Over the next few weeks, we obviously saw one another in class and talked some. I’d see her in the hall at the pod, since her pod was across the passageway from mine. Her name was India (“My parents are un-repentant hippies,” she said). And she wore wildly queer eye make-up. I mean mascara to make her already long lashes ridiculously long; shimmering, glowing purple, gold, magenta eye shadow; drawn-on lines to elongate her eyes. I didn’t get this until I had talked with her a few times. She didn’t have a lazy appreciation, but united was a minute humdrum in following the other. I remember she did the makeup to make that less distinguishable. But her eyes were leviathan, and gleam brown. They weren’t like the velvet paintings, but almost. And I don’t recollect encountering eyes so light brown they bordered on amber.
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“No, not despite it,” she intervened. “I want to keep it between us for now. Precisely drop me off at the corner, intent you?”
“Oh! And you started to morf. I thought you said you couldn’t do that anymore.”
Over the next few weeks, we obviously saw one another in class and talked some. I’d see her in the hall at the pod, since her pod was across the passageway from mine. Her name was India (“My parents are un-repentant hippies,” she said). And she wore wildly queer eye make-up. I mean mascara to make her already long lashes ridiculously long; shimmering, glowing purple, gold, magenta eye shadow; drawn-on lines to elongate her eyes. I didn’t get this until I had talked with her a few times. She didn’t have a lazy appreciation, but united was a minute humdrum in following the other. I remember she did the makeup to make that less distinguishable. But her eyes were leviathan, and gleam brown. They weren’t like the velvet paintings, but almost. And I don’t recollect encountering eyes so light brown they bordered on amber.
Ben frowned. “She hasn’t told you?”
“Got my stuff,” Large-heartedness began, “First task is the makeover of our Clara! Ready!”
Sabrina was on cloud nine while riding through town in Quincy’s brand new Audi. She couldn’t believe she was just crying a only one hours before. His car was fast and when he accelerated; her neck would plaster itself against the cushioned headrest behind her. All the gadgets on the dashboard lit up the absolute car. They hadn’t spoken much on the ride to the five star restaurant but it didn’t disturbance either of them. The purring of the locomotive lulled them both into a sort of meditation. Sabrina was feeding off of his soft, calm mood. He was so collected and serene.

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