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Chanson flung the leather jacket around her shoulders. "In that case, let's go!" she grinned. The hound advanced out of the dorm room and carefully shut the door behind her. Instinctively, she reached for Chanticleer's hand, but drew away at the last minute.

"So, uh," she said, suddenly awkward. "I've never actually seen or read The Fault in our Stories before. It's not as sad as everyone says, right?"