Zaine pulled out a sheet of blank paper immediately upon arrival in the English classroom. He was late, again, but he was going to make up for what he missed by diligent note taking. But to his pleasant surprise, what the teacher was discussing at the moment was stuff he knew well already. Willow hadn't caused him to miss much after all.
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Atalanta slid into the seat next to Priam. She wore a crooked smile on her face, mischievous and strange as usual, and Priam knew immediately not to ask what was up unless he wanted a book's worth of commentary. "OJ, as requested," he said simply, sliding a glass of orange juice towards her.
"Thanks brother mine," Atalanta said. She took a quick swallow before handing over the never stated but mentally agreed payment: silverware and a napkin. She waited for him to ask about her morning, but he didn't, so she refrained from saying anything. His loss.
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@Run Wild we need an loan sighting, I do believe

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