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Two hours later, a fully satiated Flossie Wright, having nothing else to do, accepted the duty assigned by head officer Lin. With bowl and spoon in hand, she roamed around the cooking class, her clanging filling the space. After about five minutes, she earned some curses from two dormitories. Flossie, fully satisfied, put her tools back into the kitchen and went off to do some shopping with her tricycle.
The Vegetable Market was still quiet and desolate this early. All the stalls were neatly arranged, pretty much the same as always.
"My savior!"
Not long after Flossie entered the market with her shopping cart, Nigel Ferguson appeared from out of nowhere. He waved his bruised and swollen face in front of Flossie, a joyful smile spread across it.
But to Flossie, his face looked more like a ghost's.
Eyeing the bandages wrapping his body, Flossie squinted slightly, "What's up?"
