“What even is your life?” “Fucked if I know.” “Jordan!” Mrs Mullhearn said, frowning at me. “Is there any emergency reason for the language?” “Well, emergency is subjective. I’m sure what I would deem as an emergency and what you might deem as an emergency—” “Is anyone in a life-threatening situation?” she said over the top of me. I looked around the room. “Um, no. Unless we count Merry’s lunch in the fridge. She cooked it last night and believe me, I’ve eaten her cooking before and although life-threatening is a strong word—” Merry whacked my arm. “Hey!” “Ow!” “Is there work to be done?” Mrs
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