“Do you really think we can make it?”
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“actually, we just might be able to,” amelia had said as she glued on the finishing touches on their project board. procrastinating on a group project in a class like ancient world history could be risky, but at least they were able to get it done. checking the time, it hit about 2 in the morning before they had actually finished. sighing in content of the end results, amelia lays flat upon the ground, “we did it! you should hurry back to your dorm and get some rest. or you could sleep over. i mean, i don’t have a roommate as of now.”










