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I groaned absolutely exhausted. After a sleepless night of re-doing Gracie's dress, I finished my last final. I wanted to sleep for a month, but I needed to finsh Bryant's jacket, Ryan's suit, and re-size Jacob's outfit. I wiped the distressed look from my face as Tyler came towards me. "How was it?" he asked, grabbing my bag and subtly looking me over. "Study, everything", I griped as the other zombified students started leaving the lecture hall. "That bad?" I nodded, not explaining more. Each section would have a slightly different exam. I couldn't provide him any more helpful tips besides studying. "Sadistic bastard," he huffed, opening the theater door. I chuckled before heading to our workstation. Gracie's outfit hung proudly next to our other pieces. I didn't want to keep workin