twenty-seven.
[There was a very good reason why she had been quiet until now. Perfect!Set had received her laptop to the skull for being so frighteningly good to her before she ran out of the apartment for work. When she had gotten home, the mess had been tidied up for her to deal with later.
It was only that afternoon she purchased another laptop and then hid in her closet from her flawless family to type up something for the community.]
I suddenly appreciate almost all of you for who you are.