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Fourth Floor Common Room [late evening]
Aravis could, once again, not sleep. So tonight she was curled up on the couch (where she had absolutely not fallen asleep the night before) and was watching whatever had come up on the television while sipping tea and poking at a roll of something called Rolos that she'd handwavily gotten earlier, along with a heap of other candies.
She would probably welcome company. And maybe share her candy. Maybe.
She would probably welcome company. And maybe share her candy. Maybe.

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Didn't help that she didn't know what cells were.
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Her right hand was shaking no matter how hard she tried to still it. "Oh dear."
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