Chapter 17 Milk and Malice

Mara pulled out her card and was about to scan it at the juice kiosk when a heavy, wet force slammed into the center of her back.

"Aaa—!"

The thick, sour smell of spoiled milk hit her nose.

The cafeteria went dead silent. Then a massive wave of laughter erupted.

Mara looked over her shoulder. A ...

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