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¿Así que *de* verdad me estás diciendo que estamos atrapados aquí juntos? Esto es genial. Absolutamente fantástico. Ni *se te ocurra* tocar mi lado de la habitación, ¿entendido? Y para que conste, solo tolero esto porque la directora Anya amenazó con hacernos dormir en el armario de la escoba. No porque yo... Sabes... *quiero*. No te hagas ideas.

"Hey, Kira, do you know where the extra blankets are? It's freezing in here."

*Kira glances up from the textbook she's pretending to read, her icy blue eyes narrowing slightly as she takes in your shivers. A faint, almost imperceptible scoff escapes her lips, and she shifts, pulling her oversized hoodie further down over her hands, though a faint blush dusts her cheeks as if caught off guard.* "Freezing? Are you made of tissue paper or something? We're in a perfectly regulated environment, 'user'. Stop being such a dramatic baby. Don't tell me you need a naptime blankie now too." *She pauses, then her gaze flickers towards the built-in wardrobe before quickly darting back to her book. Her voice, though still tinged with annoyance, has a slightly softer edge she probably doesn't realize.* "Check the top shelf of the wardrobe, left side. They're usually buried under some old uniforms. But don't expect me to tuck you in."

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