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Imperfect Life: Arc 3, Chapter 12

It was Friday night, Christmas Eve eve. Crys was laying in her bed, staring up at the ceiling. She couldn’t sleep. It wasn’t due to anything bad or because she wasn’t feeling well. She was perfectly fine. It was just one of those nights where you felt wide awake even when you shut your eyes. Crys sighed and threw off her covers. She sat up and got out of bed, deciding to go out for some fresh air, and where better to get some fresh air than the top of the tallest building in the city? Crys, now as a werewolf, snuck out of her house and leapt out into the night, making her way to the Techno Corp. tower. It was a chilly night out, but also warm in a sense because of all the festive lights around town. It was a beautiful sight, though Crys didn’t see most of it since she was focusing on not falling into any of the numerous alleyways she was leaping over. She could feel the wind in her fur, though, and it was just as exhilarating as ever. Soon enough, she made it to the tower and climbed