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"What was that about? " i ask the grinning brunette sitting beside me in his red Porsche as he drives us both home, referring to the incident that happened earlier at the cafeteria.

He's always grinning. Or he'll be smiling like a clown or smirking every now and then, never fuming rage especially for something that doesn't even make sense and that has me worried.

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