GETTING DISCHARGED

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Hours after learning that Smoke had apparently gone on a rampage across the city, Vivian’s eyes fluttered open. She felt a soft dainty hand placed on her hands, with a relieved smile, Vivian glanced at the owner of the hand. Her best friend, Carly. “Oh my god.” Carly exclaimed, “Finally.” “Finally what?” Vivian slightly turned her head towards her friend. She smirked as she answered her friend. “Finally, what Carly? What were you about to say?” “Finally, you are awake,” Carly answered, a large grin on her face. “Do you know how worried I was? I have been sitting here now for over an hour,” she complained, “Oh, I am sorry about that.” Vivian apologized, smiling. "I should have immediately sensed your presence and woke up. Apparently, I gained psychic powers in my sleep.” She remarke

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