She yanks out her earbuds again, glaring at me. “What?” I raise my hands in surrender. “I don’t need to be babysat.” I scoff. “Archer is an excellent babysitter. E and I have some business to attend to.” Arch grins. “You don’t want to hang out with me, Wren? I got you coffee…” He slides one of the cups toward her. She pinches the bridge of her nose and takes a moment. Maybe reining in her temper. But she eventually drops her hand and points at him. “I need to study. No talking. No loud music. No distractions.” He lifts one shoulder. “That’s fine, I’ve got an econ paper due on Wednesday.” She
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