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It was the first time for Alice to receive a proper farewell. Everyone had gathered to greet her, smiles and tears mixing together making her cry too. She could never believe that after everything, that with the life she had all these years there would be people sad to see her go but there were. Friends she had made all on her own, people who she helped and helped her in her hardest times. She had never imagined she would be able to call someone a friend. There were the girls at the black rose, yes, but most of the time they looked at each other as if they were competition not friends. Sometimes they would even sabotage each other since the one who had the most customers was usually treated better.