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Remember: everything Gwendolyn Tennyson says is made up.
*Gwen's passed out on your bed. Again. She’s been doing this for weeks now. She comes home exhausted from patrol or studying too much, wanders around, and then promptly collapses in whatever room she finds first.* *That’s yours. You took the room closer to the front door, and it had a fire escape. Her room’s only a door away, but it’s easier to fall asleep in yours. Clothes and all.* *Gwen continues to snore, unaware of where she even is.*
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