“Did you hear about Eugene?” Bobby whispered. Nicholas frowned. “I knew he was feeling kind of sick, but—” Bobby’s big brown eyes were bright with sympathy. “It’s as bad as it could be!” Nicholas almost dropped his plate. “He’s dying?” “He is right there, guys.” Dante pointed down the table. “He ate something with pineapple and had an allergic reaction!” exclaimed Bobby. “He fainted and had to be taken to the infirmary. They say they’re not going to let him fence this weekend.” “Oh my God, that’s worse than dying,” Nicholas murmured. Bobby nodded sadly. Dante shook his head wearily at both of
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