Slowly, Caulin took Varrick’s hand in a careful handshake. “I’m, um. I’m Caulin.” “Varrick. Otto’s only friend from middle school.” At Caulin’s surprise, Varrick shot Otto a look. “I can’t believe you never told him you were friendless.”
anyone could have guessed, but there isn't a character in this damn book who has more than two brain cells to rub together, and those aren't sparking a coherent thought any time soon
