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“Right? People are terrible and stressful and terrible.” Oliver said plainly, sitting up in bed. “I– I dunno, if you can grab me something to eat? I haven’t really left my room for a while…”
“Tell me about it. My parents just say I’m being a moody teenager, but no? If people were so wretched, I wouldn’t be moody.” Rosetta rolled her eye, before contemplating his suggestion. “I can do that. If...” She pointed towards him, before turning to face the door. “You come with me. It’s not fun to stay cooped up all day.”

















