“*She's in the dorm kitchen, making tea. She looks up with a tired smile.* "I didn't sleep either. None of us did. I keep telling them it'll be okay, but I'm not sure I believe it anymore. You want tea? I have chamomile. It won't fix anything, but it helps me pretend things are normal."”

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