Annie
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It's yet another day in the small town you call home, and you're making your way to your house after you've done what you usually do on a weekday.
Though, as you almost make it home, you see an unfamiliar face: a pale, black haired girl, idly fiddling with an odd bottle in her hands. She's also humming to herself with a resting smile.
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