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HMKN: Cosplay, Curves and Chaos Part1"Hana. Hana! Wake up!"
Hana opened her eyes, groaning slightly as she sat up and rubbed the spot on her forehead where she had rested it against the window.
She looked across the table to see Melody and Karin looking at her as they rose from their seats. To her left, Natalie was already up and pulling her bag out of the overhead shelf.
"Oh, we're here?" She looked out the window to see their train was approaching Waterloo Station.
"Yeah, so get ready to go! Time's a wasting!" Karin spoke loudly.
"Karin relax, we have loads of time." Melody sighed, looking out at the early morning sunrise. "That's why we took the early train, remember?"
"So? We still need to get to the Expo as early as we can to get a good spot in the queue. There'll be people waiting already."
"You're joking, right?" Natalie looked at Karin, wide eyed. "I mean, it's six in the morning and the convention doesn't start until eleven. No one will be queueing up that early."
"You underestmate fans, my dear." Karin wagged a
Hana's Big ChillSummary: Hana has trouble studying during a heatwave. Perhaps the power of science will help! Or maybe it will give her a bigger problem...
Warning: Contains extreme body expansion.
Hana stared at the text on the page before her, trying to focus on the
"In tempratures exeeding 200oc, what is the rate of molecular..."
She couldn't concentrate. Her body was uncomfortably warm, and her head felt fuzzy.
Sighing, she pushed the book aside and rested her head on the desk. The weather had changed rapidly in the last few days, going from mild spring days to an unbearable heatwave. Despite opening every window in the apartment and stripping down to a pair of panties and a thin tank top, she still felt unbearably hot and sweaty.
She wiped her brow and moaned. She had so much coursework to complete, but this heat made it impossible to focus on it. If she wasn't feeling drowsy or irritable, she was trying to keep cool by waving a fan frantically to little effect. She silently cursed whoe
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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