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Sacha nods to her. "Good night Selena." She says, smiling back. She sits on her bed, yawning quietly, before pulling her bloody shirt back over her head. She then rummages through her dresser and pulls out a clean shirt. She tosses the bloody one in the corner, reminding herself to deal with it tomorrow. [i]Damn. If I would wear any shirt on a date, it would have been that one. [/i] She thinks as she pulls the clean shirt over her head. Even though she had said she'd be going to bed, in all likelihood she would be up for several more hours.