After years of stories, friendship, and shared history, HNZ has entered its archive era.
Thank you to every member, professor, prefect, shopkeeper, club leader, GM, and admin who helped build this community.
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Margo wasn't feeling very romantic and she hated that. She hated that a boy could take the joy out of one of her favorite days. She wasn't sure if she was relieved or disappointed that there were no rose deliveries this year. She missed the distraction but she wouldn't know what she would do if...
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