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Those damn bells. They were going to drive her insane. Alexia snarled, her pen clacking to the desk as her fingers reached up and gingerly massaged her temples. I...hate this time of year. From the upstairs she could hear Alastar laughing hysterically followed by a crash. Alfred's enraged shout followed soon after and Alexia dreaded to think what it was that damn child of hers had managed to break this time. Why...why couldn't we have two girls? She would tell Annette constantly how lucky she was to have such a well-behaved and polite girl like Sherry. Allison and she were a lot alike, yes...just Sherry didn't have a demon spawn of a sibl