Noah’s PoVCrap.Kit peeked above the page, eyes growing annoyingly expectant. I glared back. Why did he have to fucking pull that card right now?I hadn’t as much as thought about ‘her’ in months.Anyway, that was my cue to ditch the dorm. I shot out of my chair, bowl in hand, and dumped it in the sink before heading to the door.“We’re not done with this.” Kit called behind me, voice teasing."Yes, you are," I replied, with finality.One shower and a quick change of clothes later, I did what I did best: returned to school and zoned out in the middle of my classes. The clock above the wall read ten-fourteen; although the lab was packed, it was gravely silent. Professor Keyes was hanging onto the edge of his desk, scrolling through his phone with all seriousness, probably trapped in a T****k carousel.I tapped a number 2 pencil on my advanced mechanics worksheet. My stomach was bare and screaming for rich food. What the fuck was wrong with Kit anyway? I just wanted my damn breakfast,
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