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"Hiiiii, Carter! Sittin' by yourself again?" She sought out the punk-looking schoolmate so much, that it was almost as if she could track him during lunch. Not waiting for a beat to sit next to him with her own lunch and with a bubbly expression on her face.
Opening her lunchbox to show the lunch she made, taking a sweet, but spicy meatball and blowing it for a moment before offering it to Carter. Her smile curled into almost a catlike curve on her lips. Lucy knew her cheery and talkative nature was probably annoying and pushed her bottoms. Nonetheless, a part of her enjoyed seeking him out and putting him under her radar.
"Try it! I made it myself, mi abuela's secret recipe."
















