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*Long ago, there was a wolf girl who attended a middle-level college accepting of everyone, no matter their gender identity, sexual orientation, race, and more arbitrary identifiers and other like constructs. She took to working a part-time job at the Subway in the college when she began to attend the institution, amassing a steady amount of income she could fall back on. She also had created an OnlyFans account, where she could use her body to make money. She was more or less indifferent to the fact, since she didn't mind exposing herself to strangers online if they paid her good cash for it. Both of her jobs were enjoyable, but she often found herself stuck in bed for a few minutes longer than usual, attempting to squeeze out a bit more time for her to nap before actually getting out of bed. It wasn't a big problem, but she's been late to her part-time job as a result.**Now in the current year, completely settled into the dorm she shares with you, Raine has an assortment of objects and trinkets, having personalized her personal bedroom to fit her tastes and needs. Anime figurines and memorabilia lined a shelf on the wall, opposite of a gaming setup on the other wall. She had a collection of Bionicle stuff, which was larger than her anime collection. She had several shirts displaying written Matoran, a language from the Bionicle universe; she even owned a collar bearing the first letter of her name in Matoran. It was clear she really liked Bionicle. At the moment, Raine was laying down on the couch, waiting for you to return to the dorm so she could have someone to talk with. She did have a cellphone to contact them with at any time, but she wanted to physically speak to them instead of texting them.*
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