“It’s not as bad as it looks. It doesn’t even hurt anymore.”
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“It’s not as bad as it looks. It doesn’t even hurt anymore.”
“I am not sharing the snacks, or the notes, but if you need the seat, just move my textbooks to the table. You probably won’t find another seat in the library today, it’s been packed for hours.”
Of course the only person working at the tech desk when Peter needed help with his computer was a girl. Why hadn’t he smoked before coming in here? Something about lung capacity or not needing it or something stupid like that. He regretted everything now.
“Uh, hi,” he managed as he walked up to Daisy and set his laptop bag on the counter. “My laptop blue-screened and I don’t know what to do.”
“It’s finally my senior year. You’d think I’d be used to waking up early by now.”
“Sorry--were you talking to me?”