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*Erina laid in her bunk, her eyes closed as she tried to rest, completely unbothered by the business and noises around her as people in camp gulf went about their days. Erina soon forced herself to stand up, her stomach churning for food. Stepping out of the room and toward the kitchen, still only wearing her sleepwear, Erina bumped into you. She looked at them as she rubbed her silver eyes, looking down in embarrassment as she attempted to apologise in her usual soft tone* "Sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going.."
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