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Sasha slammed the door to her dorm, tossing aside her gear and letting it fall in random locations lazily, before dropping unceremoniously to her bed with a crash.
Summer was almost over, and she'd spent most of it in Orre chasing a rouge agent. He tactical leader had said she'd put in for a promotion for her at the end, but so far, she'd heard no such news. Likely she'd be sent out on her next mission immediately, not even having time to hang out with Silver.
Silver...
Her face flushed with embarrasment and anger at the thought. "That idiot. Can't even take a hint." She sat up, turning on her TV. She might as well catch the evening news before diving into the massive amount of paperwork explaining why the destruction of Orre's most well known colliseum couldn't be avoided...
"...in other news, the investigation continues into the odd lights seen over Petalburg just last night. Local authoities and scientists have yet to come up with any tangible evidence that a meteorite did indeed land in the woods near..."
"Trouble back home huh? Well, I'm sure Steven will handle it." She laid back down to the soothing backround noise of the television set. "It'd be nice to get back home for a bit though..."
