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2021-10-21 18:32:34“I, uh, I didn’t understand any of that, sorry,” said Arla, as she stretched and began climbing down from the top bunk to get a better look at her roommates.
“Who are you?” asked the tallest girl Arla had ever seen. She was almost the same size as a full-grown Alpha werewolf, towering over Arla and the other two girls in the room. She had deep olive coloured skin, hair the colour of mud, and eyes that matched. It looked like she spent all her free time outdoors under the sun.
“How do you fit in the bed?” asked Arla incredulously, before she gasped and her hand flew to her mouth to cover it. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to be so rude.”
The three girls chuckled.
“It’s ok,” replied the tall girl. “To answer your question, I don’t fit, it’s very uncomfortable.”
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