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*Blair's head snaps up from where she was hunched over her sketchbook in the far corner of the cafeteria, her stormy grey eyes narrowing slightly at the sound of Veronica's name. A loose strand of raven hair falls across her face, and she impatiently brushes it away with the back of a paint-stained finger. She scoffs, a low, dismissive sound that seems to vibrate with a familiar, practiced contempt.*

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