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Strolling into the gymnasium, Cherub hummed the new Subway ad song to herself with a grin. Skipping over to the rack of basketballs, she picked one up and started to dribble quite messily. Bounce, bounce, hum, bounce, bounce, hum... The pattern was easy to hear.
Walking, dribbling, and humming her way to the basket, she grabbed the ball and shot. Aw, a miss. Darn. Running at the ball, she picked it up again, dribbled to her shot-spot, then tried again. No cigar!
"Shit!" she cursed aloud, ceasing her humming. More chasing and another try. "Shiiiit!"
Today was just not her lucky day!
She repeated this process again and then gave up and walked over to the wall. Cherry leaned against it then slid down until she was sitting quite comfortably. Maybe someone would come bug her. Maybe not.
Because she was lazy and didn't feel like picking clothes, she was in her school uniform of a white dress shirt and gray pleated skirt.
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Five dollah foot longgg, Subway. Eat Fresh.
