Zeke glared at him halfheartedly, and then he gave a big sigh. He looked over at me. “Care if I crash on the couch?” he asked, resigned. “Go for it.” He nodded his thanks and got to his feet. He was passing the table when Miles picked up his homework list. “I’ll do the rest of your homework,” Miles told him as if this happened all the time. “Don’t do Physics, you suck at Physics,” Zeke called from the living room before he dropped onto the couch. I leaned over to Miles. “Do you really suck at Physics?” I whispered. Miles shook his head. “Not really, I just do it to mess with him,” he said. I
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