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It was a great experience and a heck of a great time getting to photograph Maggie Rose this past weekend at Amore on the River by the River House! @iammaggierose #RFOM #concertphotography #livemusic https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsn9fnGgPiX/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=majivs9iksiv

“According to Daedalus, the Chimeran viral strains were borne upon some form of meteoroid. This corresponds precisely with my personal findings that have traced the origin back to the Tunguska area shortly after the turn of the century. What I find most puzzling, however, is how the viral strains could have been so precisely formed to attack the human genome when they were extra terrestrial in origin”

Rachel sat back on the mass of pillows on her bed, her hand over her mouth as she stifled a laugh. Every few moments there would be a change in pitch from the girl who occupied the room adjacent to her own. If Rachel hadn't known better, she'd think her neighbor was being burnt at the stake based off her wild screams. The fact that this event was even happening wasn't what amused Rachel, but more the clear fact that the girl was a complete actress. Which, incidentally, Rachel was about to become. She'd concocted a sort of ploy to get her neighbor to either quiet down, or quit her behavior all together, for the night at least. Asking her to stop forever was a bit much. Checking the time on her phone, Rachel pulled on a pair of jeans, a simple white t-shirt, and some socks. Making sure to stick her dorm key in her pocket, Rachel slipped out of her room, waiting in the hall for Tristan, waving when she saw him bounding down the hall with popcorn in hand. 

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