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Zoey's POV
I give myself a once over in the floor length mirror. My damp hair now hangs down to my tank top, wetting bits and pieces of the fabric. Damnit. I wordlessly pull on a pair of worn, faded jeans then the converse I bought on my thrift store run.
I am seriously contemplating if I should go back downstairs. I wonder if Natasha will be down there. I really don't want to have another run in with her.
I almost screwed things up, I'm just relieved that Xavier dominated the whole situation.
My stomach grumbles, reminding me that I'd barely had anything to eat since last night.
I push my hair over my shoulders as I exit the room
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