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>…wait for Lorene to show up. She’s coming, right…?

The wolf-girl drags her feet as she slowly walks through the library’s entrance. Tail low behind her, ears askew, the girl doesn’t want to think about anything at this point.

When she makes it past the first shelves, she sits down in front of a computer, but can’t bring herself to turn it on. The wolf-girl sighs, then rests her forehead on her arms. …Lorene was gonna come. She’d left that riddle for her. Even if the girl was just sort of a pack-member, as a pack-leader, she had to wait for her to arrive. Because, if Lorene showed up and there was no one here for her, that’d be sad. If someone made it all the way here, and she had to be alone with no one to talk to, and all she could do was just curl up in a ball and try not to cry, that’d be really really sad.

Clover’s shoulders are shaking. She’d show up. She had to. All there was to do was wait.

…

“Hey! You look pretty miserable!”

Clover jumps, furiously wiping away her tears as she looks around for the source of the voice. A few chairs away, a blonde-haired girl is staring at her with a smile on her face, resting her chin on her hand.

“You wanna talk about it?”

>…huh?