Teen Drama
I guess he’s decided to stay here and eat after all.
Dane quietly pulls over his bag and empties a random assortment of books, his cell phone, and general school stuff before picking up a comic and flicking through it. It looks old and worn like he’s had it for years, and I vaguely remember the cover. Sitting like that, looking like a rock star teen boy with something so juvenile in his hand in a cute pose from our younger days when I didn’t despise him so much, I get an inkling of something weird and warm in my stomach and tun fast to shake the image out of my head.
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