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Yzma was lounging in the quad, wearing a bathing suit and flipflops. She had a coverup in her purse, and a towel under her body. Leave it to her to find the most inconvenient spot possible to get a tan. She'd missed her first classes but wasn't too bothered; her instructors would make an exception for her. And if they didn't, she'd pout at them until they did. And if they didn't then, she'd poison their coffee. Easy enough, really!
Shielding her eyes with a hand, she glared at people that blocked her sun. "IN MY WAY!"
Shielding her eyes with a hand, she glared at people that blocked her sun. "IN MY WAY!"