You decide to call Melissa. You only met her a while ago, but you two are already in deep love with each other. Melissa is your age, and she has three tails and golden fur. She wears jeans, a sapphire-blue hoodie, fingerless gloves, and a backwards baseball cap with holes for your ears. She'd stayed behind with your other Sword Sorcerer friends when you went to join the team. You whip out your cell phone, and dial Melissa's cell. "Hello?" She says. Her voice is low, and a little slow, which could mean two things; She was either tired or depressed.
"Melissa? What's wrong?" You ask.
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