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I put my head down on my knees and encircled my arms around my legs, drawing them up to my chest. I snorted quietly and cast a cold, dark, glaring gaze at the granite counter I was sitting on, as though something had offended me about its flawless surface.
There was just something so much more enjoyable about sitting on a counter than on convention