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" Lie to me."
"I'm not going to lie to you, Combeferre, I'd never lie to you!" Courfeyrac replied immediately, shaking his head and lowering it into his hands with a sigh, rubbing at his face. "I'd never mean to lie to you, anyway, you know that, and I'm not going to just to pretend none of this happened. You deserve the truth."
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combeferrethescienceguy said: Very much agreed. Fitzgerald is my favorite. :D
h E'S S O IMPORTANT ;;;;
combeferrethescienceguy replied to your post:CRIPES. Writers, do you ever just get accidentally...
I do the same thing, yo. But the research is so much fun.
This is very true! And depending on what it is, it could probably help with future fics!
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[text] Okay, so maybe it's a bit of a problem. But I can fix it before anybody notices. I'm almost a doctor, I can figure out how.
[text] ????
[text] 'ferre, what? what are you talking about?
High School || CLOSED
Crashing shoulders with someone in the hall, Courfeyrac didn't stop laughing as he turned around to check who it was, turning back to his friends when it was no one he knew. Not expecting the shove from his friend, he fell off to the side, laughing harder as he wrestled them off. "Dude, do you know who that was?" His friend asked once they'd stopped and they were turning down the next corner. "Not really, I think he's in my science class or something." Courf shrugged, pushing him into their first class and grinning at the teacher as he joined him at heir desks at the back. It was a minor lie, he thought he might have gone to the same school as him before but he wasn't sure and it didn't matter so he didn't mention it. "Why?" "He's that weird gay kid, the one who was caught making out with the insane blonde dude from that other school, remember?" His friend reminded him, looking faintly disgusted, yet entirely amused, by the situation. "I can't believe he barged into you like that. The dick should learn some fucking manners." Courf just rolled his eyes and looked away but his friend soon brought his attention back and kept it for the rest of the class. It took him forty-five minutes to come up with the plan and for Courf to agree to it. It was insane, he couldn't see the logic, but it sounded funny as hell and with the quarterback position thrown in as the prize for pulling it off, Courf would be even more insane to let it slide. That's how he found himself not up the back of the room during science but front and centre next to Combeferre's seat, waiting on the blonde to appear.
