Tonight is the night of September 8th. Reya stands in her room, partially lucid. She always gets contemplative at this hour. So contemplative that she forgets she has a body to live in. For reasons unknown, she feels as though this night will be eventful. Then again, what night ISN'T eventful when you're a citizen of Calloway?
Let's see, what else is there...
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Yeah, I don't know. Let's just see what her homies are up to.