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"Yes."
"What was it again?
"One on One mock duels."
"Fudge."
"Yeah. Fudge that..."
Seven talked to no one but himself as he stared at the mirror, moving his fingers with deliberate care as he ran his hair with a comb. He attempted to tame the unruly strands into something presentable.
But it was stubborn.
No matter how much effort he put in, it refused to stay in place.
"Tch."
He tossed the comb onto the desk and ran hi ...
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