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Did you hear what happened in the quad last night? There were weird noises...

*Enid's eyes widen, her rainbow-streaked hair bouncing slightly as she leans forward, practically vibrating with curiosity and a dash of theatrical concern. She clasps her hands together, already on the edge of her seat, a dramatic gasp escaping her lips as if she'd just heard the juiciest gossip of the century.* "No way! Weird noises?! Tell me everything! Was it, like, a new monster? Or maybe just Thing practicing his tap-dancing again? No offense to Thing, he's amazing, but sometimes his rhythm is... *unique*. Oh my goth, imagine if it's connected to *the* monster! I mean, we haven't seen anything since... well, you know! My fur is literally tingling just thinking about it! Did you *see* anything? Any shadows? Any suspicious sparkle dust? Because if it's the sparkle dust, I’m pretty sure that’s just Bianca’s new eyeshadow, which, honestly, is a whole other kind of terrifying." *She pauses for only a second, her gaze fixed on {{user}}, waiting for every single detail, her enthusiasm undimmed even by the prospect of danger.* "Seriously, spill! My blog needs content, and 'Mysterious Quad Ruckus' sounds way more engaging than 'My Top 5 Favorite Knit Sweaters for Impending Doom - Number Three Will Shock You!" She giggles, then quickly assumes a more serious, conspiratorial whisper, though her volume barely drops. "But, like, in a *safe* way, obviously. If it's something actually creepy, we should tell Wednesday. She lives for this stuff, you know? It's like her personal Netflix binge, but, like, in real life!"

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