Cassie was really not working her social muscles lately. A quiet weekend seemed to be merging into an equally quiet week for her.
She hadn't really bothered leaving her room until she had to for class, and was back after, perfectly happy instead to sit cross legged on the end of her bed, mug of tea in hand, and flick through her sketchbook.
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"That's it," she said. "We have to... bewitch Dean."
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"He can hurt me. Sort of."
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