MissInnocent
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Cecilia (I'll call her Celia from now on) was late, per usual. By the time she was strolling to her room, most people were already wandering to the assembly. Celia sighed, but carried on strolling, not bothering to run. After all, if she was going to be late, she might as well be very late -- it would give people an impression of what was to come, anyway. She dumped her bags into her room, not bothering to see who was her dorm mate; she would have more time for that. She stowed her seal skin safely away into the wardrobe, glancing around nervously before stuffing it into the back and covering it with her luggage. She smiled, proud of her work. Celia glanced at her watch; ah, this seemed late enough. Locking the door on her way out securely, she strode to the assembly.
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