you looked over at Mox, she was sleeping at her desk. Her diary was on the tip of her desk, unprotected. You wanted to know her secrets, all about her, and who she likes. You looked at her and carefully grabbed her diary off her desk Mox: still sleeping, not waking up from you grabbing her diary, must be a heavy sleeper, maybe you: starts to read it until Mox starts to wake up...
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