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In a flustered huff, I stomp towards the booth. If I had claws they'd be drawn now, ready to s***h those posters to pieces.
How embarrassing. It's bad enough that I am a Rental Luna, but to have my business spread around campus.
"They can't do that," I point to the cutouts of me grinning out at us in a way that suggests AI may have been involved. "They can't just use my image to sell their product! Service! Whatever!!"
Rudy holds me back with gentle hands. "I'm sorry Luna, but they can."
"What?" I gape at him, aghast. "I never gave permission for ...for...this!" I shout and the woman at the table flinches. I forget sometimes how clear a werewolf's hearing can be. Even from a distance, they can likely hear everything.
As he turns me towards the Botany department, he explains
