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Anne. Anne is currently tired. And not doing her homework. Which involves calling her sight-singing teacher. The imfamous Dr. Cetto. And singing ascending 7ths, 6ths, and 5ths to his answering machine. fuck. Anne does not want to sing. But Nick is bringing her chocolate milk so maybe its okay. And Anne is listening to her compostion-major roommate talking to her composition-major boyfriend about composing stuff. And Anne's neighbor Win just laughed so hard that bawls came out her nose. The bawls belonged to Win's bf, Nick, who is currently figuring out his schedule. okay time to stop wasting time.