Literature
OW Pre-Assignment: PTS 102
Whether it was often that the campus saw visitors or not, Elena wasn't all too sure. Nevertheless, the Bone Dorm saw two occupants foreign to its registers, both friends of herself and Kaine.
The first of two visitors was a tall man, whose expression seemed to be fixed in a permanent scowl. A pen was balanced on his lips, as if a crude substitute for a cigarette out of tact. Unnaturally pink eyes glanced a stack of books and research papers, all dumped in front of him by the capricious witch.
"I don't give a fuck in the goddamn world," the man grunted, leaning into his chair. "I hear what you're saying, Elly, but it's a stupid-ass idea."
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