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// Prologue 
// Story: My Roommate is a Lycanthrope 
// by Stasiarose 
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  Octi surprised me with something I didn't begin to think she had the 'poise' or 'grace' to think about doing. "Vinyl? We do anything last night?" The same question as ever by the 'high class' Octavia. I licked my lips as usual, reached for my glasses for dramatic effect and blurted, "Other than filly-fooling? S'pose not."...