She took a shower after a particularly harsh volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a shapeless pink sweater, were gone. “But Sebastian! I need them!” He smiled, not a smile of comfort, but a smile of terrible menace. Love stories!… A sob rushed into her throat, and to smother it she buried her face in a pillow. He could not tell whether she was English or American. His technique had gained much subtlety over the years.
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