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You only laze around for two more hours before you jump up, startling your snoozing substitue teacher out of his nap and rummaging through your closet for something warm to wear. In his tired stupor he seems to think you forgot school was canceled, so he reminds you. Urgently. A stange anxiousness bubbling in his tone, close enough to the surface you can regonize it's there, but not close enough that you can tell what's got him acting like this. You remind him that you've been in your pajamas for over twenty four hours now and you'd like something warmer to wear, thank you very much. He visibly relaxes. You smirk as he does, picking out your heavy winter coat(trimmed with fake furr on the sleves and bottom edge), a winter cape with hood(also trimmed with fake furr), mittens, a scarf and your warmets winter boots(again, trimmed with fake furr), to go along with your sweater and thick trousers, all in varying shades of pastel purples and blues. You don't hate it, but your parents pulled