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Message: <blockquote data-quote="izillama" data-source="post: 5010781" data-attributes="member: 79171">Tonight, it seemed harder to wake up than usual. Maybe it was the nightmares, or maybe it was the growling urge in the pit of her stomach, but Clover was not feeling very rested. As she dressed (grumpily) she stared fixated at the wall in front of her as she performed the usual cadence: Skirt, zip, shirt, buttons, tie... She seemed almost confused when she ended up in her schoolgirl uniform again. Why did she choose to wear the same thing every single night? But then, she realized that she felt most comfortable this way and brushed the unnerving thought aside that she too might be losing her mind. Clover made her way across campus in record time, breezing past some young hopefuls who stared at her skirt blowing in the chilly fall air and wondering why she wasn't wearing a coat (which she had forgotten in her haste). She sat through a boring lecture, focusing more on the act of pretending to breathe than on the lesson on A Midsummer Night's Dream. Then after class, she was the first one out of the room and bolting back towards the dorm to hunt down Mindy.She knocked on the Texan's door, intent on giving her a piece of her mind for her subordination the previous night!</blockquote>