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Post by Evelyn Winslow on Nov 3, 2015 18:37:56 GMT -8
Evie caught the rose and watched as the bird landed on her desk she gave a nearly non existant smile and saw Casey glance at her out of the corner of her eye. She repostioned herself in her chiar and continued reading noy paying any mind to him
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Post by Alisa Thompson on Nov 3, 2015 18:37:55 GMT -8
Alisa looked at the dove that had landed on John's desk after smelling the roses that had come at her. She set the roses on the desk and held her finger above the dove's head, seeing if it wanted to have its neck petted. The dove lowered its neck, and she moved her finger on it. It turned its head so that she could reach below its beak. She giggled quietly. She'd always loved birds.
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Post by Casey Winslow on Nov 3, 2015 18:38:14 GMT -8
Casey looked up from his reading, not really remembering a word of what he read. He glanced at the clock, wishing it would just go a bit faster. This was torture. He looked over to see what Fred, George, and Lee were doing.
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