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Cherri smiled at him and greeted him with a over bubbly attitude. Grim had stayed back at the door, waiting for his signal to come over. He waited for what seemed like an hour, and watched as the people walked around him and headed to the middle of the room as the music grew louder. God, how he hated parties.
"Grim!" He looked towards her voice and saw that she was motioning for him to come over. He smiled slightly while he made his way over.
"This is Bakuro. Bakuro this is Grim." Cherri said. Grim stared at the boy infront of him. His hair was white and gleamed from the ligth in the room.
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