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Milo followed them. He did try to hit on a girl, but naturally got turned down flat. At the boys' dorms, he looked up to the old building. If buildings could talk, it would certainly welcome him. Or tell him it was glad he no longer lived there.

"Business," said Milo, looking at the kid he assumed to be Rock.