Fluffy white clouds give way to green grass and sheep-shaped clouds.
The Giggler guffaws at a statement being made by the girl from Mainland China (not the one i have a crush on, the other one), and I can't help but smile as well. The ChinaGirl transforms into my Research Professor, who chases me around my old school desks with sheafs of unmarked
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