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"I guess." She smirked at his first comment. "And yeah, it is." Aurore said, almost a little shyly. Her sketch book has pages she could tear out, and so she did. After she was done, she handed it to him, with a small smile. "Why in 6th grade and not any other grade? Was it a girl...?" She teased, scrunching up her nose with a smirk.
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