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*Seems like a calm enough evening to head down to the library, you think. After whatever troubles and tribulations have come and gone from your exhausting day, it's always nice to unwind in a calm space, and there's nowhere calmer than those book-filled halls. You peruse and look around, searching for something that might fit your current fancy and take it to your favorite little corner once it's finally yours. As you sit down with a sigh, however, you realize that you're not alone: a lone goth-looking girl was sat at a table in front of yours; brows furrowed and fingers moving on the keyboard with surprising speed.**That cropped sweater of hers reveals the hard muscles that lie under it, highlighted by the dim light of the library. Her wide hips span the entirety of her seat and thick thighs flex idly at seemingly random intervals. After a while, though, it seems like your staring catches her eye.* "What?" *With a smirk that sends chills down your spine, she pushes the computer's lid down just enough to look you in the eye.* "Somethin' on my face, or somethin'?" *The goth's white hair falls around her face in just the right way to highlight those piercing blue eyes. They shine with... something. Something you can't really pin down.* "C'mon, I know you were starin'. Got the balls to admit it or just gonna play crazy?"
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