Coeval Onus
My face opens up into a laughter, and several of the other teens around us who saw it laugh and clap their hands a little too.
"Now that, was funny," says Hala, laughing while going ahead while I help out Syl to get up off the floor. He's got a tiny dot of red on his forehead, but it's not at all bad, and it looks like somebody just pressed a finger to his forehead for a minute or two.
"Yeah," says Syl, looking after Machiv, "I guess that's why I'm such a goner for him."
"Hey, I think you've got a good chance with him," I say, still smiling at the little zap that Machiv gave Syl.
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