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It was just that Dahlia and Morwenna weren't quite at that level of friendship yet.

Dahlia was reserved, so even giving Morwenna a heads-up was the best she could do. There was no way she'd go out of her way to offer help.

Morwenna remembered it but didn't stress too much about the situation. She always believed in the power of reason.

Before long, Lorna returned, drenched in sweat from playing basketball, and headed to the shower after a brief huff upon seeing the two chatting. Meanwhile, Dahlia lay down to scroll through her phone.

The dorm grew quiet.

It was about Morwenna's bedtime, but she pulled out a book instead.

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she wasn't ready for bed yet. She took out some cashmere yarn and knitting needles instead. She had promised to knit a sweater for Stuart before the weather

it was time to sleep after rubbing her sore neck. Any later, and she'd be groggy for classes the

around the dorm, Dahlia was still on her phone, and Lorna seemed to be gaming on her laptop. Both of them

she pondered whether to ask Stuart for help with a problem an upperclassman had approached her about. Stuart was well- connected in Rosefrost

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the next day, trying not to disturb her still-sleeping roommates as usual. She knew their habits well by then.

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