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“A-Achoooooo!” Sneezes could be heard throughout the house. The girl sat up on her bed pushing the covers off of her heard. She reached for a tissue and blew her small nose, now redder than a tomato. “You’re the one to blame, idiot Kujo…” – she mumbled to herself – “Taking me to crowded places contaminated by lots of viruses in the air…” She leaned on her bed’s headboard, sighing. She let her head fall slightly to the side, noticing a small vase with white Camellias as she did so.   “Idiot…” – she uttered under her breath, smiling faintly. Her exp