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Aqualia

Sophia and Alex were in the middle of copying what was on the mirror earlier. At that moment, my throat felt hoarse. Not wanting to disturb them, I walked outside, to where I saw a group of guys surrounded by a mist-like fog. 

"Hey?" the tall guy greeted, fog escaping his mouth as he talked. 

"Water?" I asked. 

He tapped his friend's shoulder. "Nick, get her some water."

The friend turned and brown eyes slid over my body before he nodded and left. 

The other guy handed me the stick he had in his mouth, which I took, putting it in mine. 

He laughed. "No, Bee, you gotta breathe it in like this." 

He took it

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