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[skyhighballoons]

MISS PAULA, I'M SORRY SOMEHOW MY MUN MESSED UP I WAS SUPPOSE TO BE YOUR SECRET SANTA BUT MY NOTE GOT SMUDGE AND MESSED UP SOMEHOW.

PLEASE FORGIVE ME AND ACCEPT MY TOKEN OF APOLOGY.

[Then outside of Paula's dorm, there was a basket of delicious fattening sweets made with love, fear and high quality flour]