Her Professors
It felt nice.
A few minutes later, Janice leaned closer again. “Hey, do you have a number? Or do you only communicate through telepathy?”
Kayla bit back a laugh. “Telepathy is too advanced for me,” she whispered back, pulling out her phone. “But yeah, I have a number.”
They exchanged phones, quickly saving their contacts before handing them back.
When the class finally ended, Janice stretched, slinging her bag over her shoulder. “Text me later, okay?”
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