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Who: Andi and Dain
When: Late Friday night
Where: Andi's rooms.
Warnings/Rating: Cursing, drinking. Plotting the downfall of all cadets. More drinking. Maybe fighting. Nostaliga. Andi's general personality.
What: Catch up and reminisce about the horrible old days.

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Andi sat on the steps outside of her room, perched on the steel and concrete with her back against the door, bottle already in hand. It was still capped, unopened, should an overzealous cadet on hall patrol should feel the need to report a particularly loathed instructor for opening drinking in a public area.

The metal of the door was cool against the back of her head and she closed her eyes, tapping her short nails against the glass of the bottle. She was already smiling, thinking about the good times she and Dain had shared, but in an uncharacteristic twist, she wore her jacket and kept her shoulders covered. Not everything from the past needed to be on display. Not yet.
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One terabyte is more porn than I could consume in one lifetime. So, you know, challenge accepted.
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I fucking hate Alaska.

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