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a deep, prolonged sigh escapes from the deepest part of his chest. ‘ okay, ’ he says as a way to center himself. ‘ wouldn’t the opposite of naming shapes just be identifying the characteristics of shapes ? ’ quinn eyes the chicken scratch that’s been jotted down among various doodles and random scribbling. ‘ do you even know what you’re learning in class ? ’
" you mean like... a square has four corners and four sides? those kind of characteristics? or are we suppose to know if a circle has a good heart while the triangle is the bully of the shapes? and rectangles are just fucking there to chill out? ” yeah, she was definitely better at english than all of this. she let out a little huff, as if upset that he would assume she wasn’t paying attention --- though the assumption wasn’t exactly wrong. “ sure. we’re learning shapes. i think that’s about all i got. ”







