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They steal her shoes the first day; hide them in higher, more out of reach places every day. Then they take her clothes and as the years progress, so do her room-mates symptoms of kleptomania. They take anything they think will be a hindrance if it disappears. Luna searches for them in the evenings when the corridors are quiet and there's nothing stopping her from dreaming of Wrackspurts. She doesn't hate them for the names, or for hiding her things. She thinks one day they'll see how silly they are.