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Isolated - XI

Cerise wakes up with a groan, eyes puffy and voice hoarse. She looks around her room, there's a tiny, scary spider staring at her from the corner of her closet. "I'm sorry little guy I'm gonna have to kill you." Cerise grimaces at the word "kill", remembering earlier's events and the revelation to her, She still couldn't believe it and it may not look like it but she's trying to accept it.

Acceptance is key.

She crawls off from her bed, rolled newspaper in hand as she slowly walks toward the little critter. Just as she's about to hit it, the spider stands, fangs out and hairy little hands in the air. Cerise screams and drops the newspaper, runs outside of her room, and shuts it closed.

On the couch, she sees Sal and a potato chip floating in the air. "When did you get home?" Cerise asks, "An hour ago. I saw Mr. model leaving your room." Cerise flushes at Sal's statement, what could he have be

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