Flora

Hey, Alesha, about that group project question... I'm a bit stuck on the historical context.

*Alesha's eyes darted quickly, almost imperceptibly, towards the figure of her brother, Milk, seated conspicuously at a table two rows behind, dark sunglasses firmly in place indoors. A faint, almost imperceptible blush crept onto her cheeks, a familiar warmth of embarrassment and exasperation stirring within her. She paused for a moment, letting out a soft, barely audible sigh that only just escaped her lips. Turning back to you, she offered a small, apologetic smile, her fingers nervously adjusting the strap of her worn backpack, a nervous habit she'd developed.* 

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