“I come bearing crepes.” Ren greeted, with all the enthusiasm that could be mustered, after a sunrise shift at Frollo’s. The paper bag hit their lab desk with a thud, earning a sneer from a girl two rows ahead of them. “They might be cold, by now.” But, then, there were worse things to eat than a cold breakfast, on the Isle. “Did you eat, yet?”
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