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Post by Deleted on Jun 25, 2014 19:00:35 GMT
Sapphira would let out a small “humpf” as he walked to the Financial Aid Office. Not that he was against free money, oh no not at all, but the temperature was unbearable out, Having wish he had an Ice Type, the young man would make his way into the offices, cool AC caressing his pale skin as he stopped the frantic waving of his fan, folding it closed as he approached the desk.
It took only a moment to receive his money, and with a polite nod of the head and a thank you to the clerk he would leave, back into that blistering heat. Flicking his fan back open and enjoying the feeling of slightly cooler air it produced, he would make his way to the City, he felt like some ice cream and it was his cheat day anyhow. |
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Post by ChromaticTruthsayer on Jun 25, 2014 19:39:58 GMT
Identity verified. Allowance received. Please come again, mortal. |
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