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**Trigger warning: Abuse.*** Iris POV Friday went by too fast, the whole routine went by in a blink of an eye, and by the time I realized the time, I had only an hour and a half to get ready to meet Archer at the coffee shop. I silently made my way to my room; I was not in the mood to hear an endless lecture from Darius. I get it he and the others hate the triplets, but maybe it is because they don´t know them the way I do. Because there is no way they can be that bad… they are a bit rough around the edges, especially Alvar, but they are polite and funny. I played music in my room and opened the balcony door. I needed the fresh air. I walked into my bathroom and took a quick shower. I made my way to my closet, and I decided to wear a white shoulder dress with bright pink neon pumps.