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2021-12-19 15:37:05Plinio's POV:
“Celeste?”
My eyes open as wide as the door. I think the alcohol has finally kicked in. Celeste is standing in front of me in a denim straight skirt, white cross stitch sweater, black leg warmers, and black Chelsea boots.
A dark blue bandana is on the top of her head tied in a small bow and her ever-black hair is tumbling down to her waist. There is a mix of expressions on her face; joy, sadness, confusion but discomfort stands out in that contorted smile on her glossy lips.
“Pizarro or Coronado?”
Her abrupt question makes me lift my eyebrow. Then it clicks in my head what she’s talking about. About that history test, of course.
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