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... , got sprayed right in the face, and some even landed in his bowl. "..."
"What the hell, man!"
"Don’t be mad. I’ll get you a new serving. Braised pork."
Chase Hawkins hurriedly grabbed his lunchbox and fled the scene of the crime.
Watching him as a fellow sufferer, Pantheon couldn’t help but roar with laughter. ’Finally, someone else gets to share my "pain."’
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That evening, after the nightly reading session, there were three consecutive periods ...
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