[Jinx was staring mournfully out a hallway window at the snow.
It was difficult to tell she was mournful, given the way she tended to stare blankly at everything, but that was all right, no one els ehad to know she was quite as mournful as she was.
Jinx hated snow. It was so cold in her bones, when she tried to phase through it.]
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It was difficult to tell she was mournful, given the way she tended to stare blankly at everything, but that was all right, no one els ehad to know she was quite as mournful as she was.
Jinx hated snow. It was so cold in her bones, when she tried to phase through it.]