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... hrowing competition to come to an end.
What had taken them so damn long?! I wondered, unable to see past myself because my eyes were covered with the mixtures of some liquids that had been thrown more than a hundred times.
When Noah had chosen to make me an object that needed to be thrown on, the others in the cafeteria had taken it as a go ahead to replicate the mess.
Now, everyone in the cafeteria, except I don’t know a few probably like Noami, had emptied their lunch p ...
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