“If he’s young, maybe he’ll be nice to look at like Orion,” Sofia joked. “No way we’d end up with two teachers that hot,” Darcy scoffed. “And you call Washer a pervertido?” Diego grumbled and I rolled my eyes at him. “As if you’ll be complaining when we start Physical Enhancement with Professor Prestos,” I said. “You’ve just got a bug up your ass because you still haven’t got your hat back.” “My abuela knitted that hat for me before she died,” Diego growled. “Well lucky you, my parents died before they got around to making me a hat,” I snipped back.
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