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... ho was now seating in front of me.
We were currently in the cafeteria.
I didn't look up. "Why are you telling me that? Actually—why are you even talking to me?"
I don't like people. I especially don't like people who pretend they care.
"I've seen the way you look at her," he said, grinning. "Pretty sure she's noticed by now."
"Eat your damn food... Labat," I muttered, stabbing at my tray and pretending to care about the peas.
"It's Lambert. Genius. ...
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