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Hannah sits down to the cafeteria food, starts eating, and remembers to take her stimulants. She fishes in her pack, digs up a small pill bottle from a recess, pops a caplet into her mouth, and swallows.

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Stasia was hoping to save the drugs.

People will do a lot for them when they're exhausted, webbed with cracks and drilled with holes. Freshmen are bright-eyed and cautious. Even the upperclassmen will be basking in an abundance of new supplies. She'll get less for them now, but either she liquidates assets quickly or she dies — and there's a prime mark right in front of her.

It is — probably better to talk to this girl than to die. So she stands up from where she's sitting against the cafe wall and forces herself to walk over, setting the edge of her tray against the edge of the table with a clink.

"Anyone sitting here?"

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"No, take a seat. Who are you?"

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She sits.

"I'm the rightful king of Spain. Yourself?"

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"Oh, in that case I'm the queen of Portugal."

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"Portugal's a shit country. My condolences."

She cracks open her carton of milk.

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"I caught you popping a pill a minute ago. Was it anything exciting?"

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"Stimulant. Why, do you want one?"

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She shakes her head.

"How much stash do you have?

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"Why do you ask?"

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She hoists a Rainbow Dash backpack up onto the bench next to her, unzips it, and lifts a large bag of colorful pills slightly out of it.

"Hundred twenty Adderall in here. Are you interested?"

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"Nice. I have healing cookies, trade you three for the whole bottle."

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That's... that... sounds really good actually. It doesn't get her a step closer to having school supplies, but. She has never held a single magic item before and now she is being offered three.

Her heart is fluttering like mad, because she may have just... succeeded at something?? She had an idea and then it panned out?? Is this what adults feel like all the time?

"Sure," she says as neutrally as she can.

She is probably going to need to spend the rest of dinner sifting through for orange and white pills, so she downs the rest of her milk and starts to pick them out and drop them in the carton.

"Anastasia, by the way."

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She shrugs. "Hannah. Is that bag all Adderall?"

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"---ambien, buproprion, morphine, phentermine, isotretinoin."

She's asking questions! What a good customer!!

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"How many of morphine?"

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She eyeballs the red ones. "I think it's thirty."

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"One more healing cookie for the morphine too."

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She starts picking out the little red pills too.

This is dumb to say and she feels dumb, but this girl has been so useful already.

"I'd rather do school stuff for it. Pencil paper, eraser highlighter binders stapler index cards---"

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"I only have the basics, but I can give you a pad of paper and a pencil for the morphine instead of a cookie."

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What. This girl just has no idea how much anything is worth. Either that or everyone else is scrambling for pencils too right now, she's not very tapped into the economy yet.

"That and half a cookie, can you split them without breaking the spell---"

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"Yeah, they work like that. Not as strong but it'll work."

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"Alright. Deal then?"

Please say yes, idiot girl. You're so dumb just say yes it'll be so easy you won't have to look at me anymore you know you want to say it.

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She smiles. "Deal."

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"Cool," she says, and keeps sifting through the meds. It's so finicky. She really should have used more than one bag.

"So where you from?" If idiot girl is from an enclave, it seems good to check if her buddies are equally economically challenged.

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She watches as she fishes through the pills. "I'm with the Toronto Enclave."

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