Isabelle lifted her dress, trying to show her chest to Andrew. Andrew was speechless at how brazen she was. Eventually, he said, "Stop that. Go inside." Isabelle giggled. "Oh, sure, let's go inside. I almost forgot where we are… But I'm not shy, you know; you've seen it before anyway." It took Andrew a while, but he finally managed to get Isabelle to leave. Only then did he have time to head to the cafeteria for a meal. Luna had already finished eating and was back in the courtyard. Her tone was cold as she asked, "Your little fangirl left?" Andrew replied, "Yeah, she left. Have you eaten yet?" Luna shook her head. "I don't want to talk to you." "Then why are you talking to me?" he asked, exasperated. Luna ignored his question and shot back, "What's your relationship with that little brat from the Robertson family? Are you planning to make a move on her, too?" Andrew's face twitched. "So are you talking to me or not?" "I'm not," Luna said flatly, "but you still have
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