“You’re leaving puddles everywhere.”Wojciech shrugged. “It’s hard to human today.”
Instead of answering my question, she fished something out of her pocket, setting it on my lap. A [...] tiny piece of folded paper [...]. I unfolded it, frowning at the words scrawled there.DJ Snake.
“Just for that, I’m fucking Griffin next.” I lift my chin in pure defiance.“Fuck yeah!” Griffin cheers, raising his hand to high-five Calvin. Calvin sneers back with a growl. “Tough crowd,” Griffin mutters, lowering his hand.
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