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“Do you think they hate me?” Byrd asked her friends in the scream filled corridor while looking at the net in her hands.
”Well... I’m not them but-“ Andrea answered her but was interrupted by Margaret.
“You filled their entire room with spiders.”
As if entering on queue, different screams and laughs filled the silence between the four of them.
”Ahhhhhhhh help me!” Hilda’s voice could be heard loud enough in the corridor even tough she was in the first floor along with Claude’s somewhat panicked laugh.
Loud but fast stomps could be heard under Lorenz’s room, clearly panicked.
While downstairs Leonie was trying to get out of her room to get to help the others who were just screaming frantically.
So much noise filled dormitory that other students get out of their rooms as well to see what was going on.
Yet between the group of four reign a certain calm aura.
“I thought they said they liked them” Said Byrd followed with a sign as she used her net as a cane.
“They don’t.” Martha took the net quickly and throw it out of the window before any profesor could see it.
“Is too bad not all my friends can see how magnificent you are” Byrd said to a tarantula in her hands