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The very first challenge of freshman year was the month-long boot camp.
After grabbing lunch at the dining hall, Citrine and her three roommates picked up their training uniforms before heading back to their dorm.
As they returned, a new message popped up in the freshman class group chat:
**Attention all students: Assemble at the sports field at 6:30 a.m. sharp tomorrow!**
**Reply "1" to confirm you've seen this.**
“Six-thirty? That’s insane,” Ingrid groaned, slumping over her desk as she stared at her phone. Her eyes went wide with disbelief, and she made a strangled noise somewhere between a honk and a wail.
Jane, ever unruffled, added, “And the forecast says it’ll be sunny every day this month, with highs around a hundred degrees.”
Lisa’s eyes widened. “Even working in the fields isn’t this brutal. Are they trying to roast us alive?”
“By the end of this, we’ll probably all look like a bunch of charcoal sticks,” Lisa moaned, glancing down at her already not-so-fair arms.
Citrine, on the other hand, seemed unfazed. She quietly took three small gift bags from her desk and handed them out to her roommates.
“Lucky you,” she smiled. “These are gifts from my family.”
There was a gentle warmth in her eyes as she mentioned her folks. Her cousin Raymond had thought of everything before she left for college.
Knowing how hard it could be to break the ice with new roommates, Raymond had gone out and bought three identical sets of luxury skincare products, insisting that she give them as gifts.
“Oh my gosh, this is the real deal!” Ingrid exclaimed, tearing open the package before quickly closing it again, her eyes shining. “I’ve been eyeing this brand forever but could never bring myself to splurge.”
Jane recognized the label at a glance. She carefully placed the bag back on the desk. “This set costs nearly three grand. It’s way too much.” She’d worked at a high-end boutique once; she knew exactly what these cost, and it wasn’t the kind of thing regular students could afford.
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