AS SHE STOPPED TO CATCH HER BREATH , she looked back. Eyebrow arched in that signature look , hand slipping on her hip. It’s her tragic specialty isn’t it ? Still managing to look like that normal , run of the mill Queen Bee , your average teenage girl , mall-prowling and prom-planning and band-aid knees and all ––– in the midst of all THIS . With the terrors of the world as her backdrop. ❝ Are you coming or not , little J ? ❞
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