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Turner thought his girlfriend's blouse was the most hideous thing he'd ever seen, but he smiled and held the door open for her as they entered the library. He didn't know why he even cared about the shirt, but then again, he didn't know why they had come to the library. Or where he had last seen his ipod. Maybe this is normal, he thought. Excusing himself to go to the bathroom, Turner looked back at his girlfriend studying. He stood there staring for a minute before deciding that her shirt really was awful, and he walked outside to catch the number 4 home.