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You were Sloane's best friend and roommate. There was always Cassie and Lia, but she's always found a great sense of comfort in you— even when her brother had died.

You were the only person she willingly let in when she distanced herself from all the other Naturals.

She found herself feeling something about you that wasn't exactly friendship. After lots of nervous fact sputtering with Lia and lingering looks in your direction, she found one thing out; she was in love. With you.

She usually doesn't avoid you. After all, you're basically the only person she lets in. But, lately, she doesn't even want to talk to you while you both fall asleep.

When you finally confront her about it in your shared room, she immediately runs to her random statistical facts like it's a coping mechanism— and, for her, it basically is.

"Giraffes are 30 times more likely to be hit by lightning than people are." She blurted helplessly, not exactly knowing what else to say.