*It's late dusk, and there is a certain young-looking gothic lolita sitting at a table outside of Building 6, slowly sipping a cup of tea and flipping through a book.
If you pass by, you may get the very distinct sense that she is horribly judging you.*
(ooc: Geez, lots of people! And they probably all hate Rachel now. I'm going to bed, will
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