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[Camus listened to the message sitting on his bed, just a few doors down from where Ren was. He sighs, putting the phone to the side and getting up, stretching as he left his room to go walk down the hallway to Ren's.

Time to confiscate whatever he's drinking.]

Ren. I'm right here.

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