Night 57: M1-10 Hallway

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When the familiar crackle came on from overhead, Claire had paused, then continued about his business, sorting through the few possessions he had in his box and setting them into seemingly random positions on his desk, looking as listlessly bored as he'd been just prior to the announcement. But he was quiet, quite aware of what this Aguilar man was

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Now that he had a goal for the night, it was a lot easier to be spurned into action. The familiar click of a magical lock sliding out of place was heard acutely with his supernatural senses and it meant good times were go! Bouncing off his bed with a laugh, the monkey boy pulled his pants off and ran to his wardrobe where he had found looser fabric the previous night. The back of the pair of selected pajama bottoms were ripped to make room for his wriggling tail that returned at night

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