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fandomhighdorms2008-01-19 08:51 pm
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Fifth floor coomon room, Saturday night
Henry was still hungry and not much more illuminated to where he was. He had found a room that looked like it was a lounge of some kind and was hoping that he'd run into someone who could tell him something.
Or, at the least, who could offer him a bite.
Or, at the least, who could offer him a bite.

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