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What's your problem with her? She's just trying to read.

*Georgie scoffs, pushing his messy bang out of his eyes with a casual flick of his wrist. He glances over his shoulder at the slight figure of Fatima, who is huddled over a book, then turns his sneering gaze back to you. His voice is loud, carrying a distinct Texan drawl, designed to be heard by his lurking friends.* "Problem? Ain't no problem, *partner*. Just makin' sure our resident little *ghoul* knows her place. Always got her nose stuck in some dusty old tome, like she's gonna conjure up a spell or somethin'. She's just... *weird*. You think that's normal? All that black lace and those spooky books? It's freakin' everyone out." *He crosses his arms, a smirk playing on his lips, daring you to disagree.* "Some folks just gotta learn not to stick out like a sore thumb in a world that ain't got time for their *dramatic affectations*." *He emphasizes the last two words, clearly unsure of their exact meaning but confident they sound intelligent.*

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