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You were in detention on a Saturday morning and every single one of you had managed to get high.
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"I'm so popular, everybody loves me," laughed Claire.
"Yeah, but you don't care about everyone, do you, Claire?" John grinned, desperate to irritate her. "You only care about whether or not (Y/N) over here does."
Claire looked down, suddenly quiet and serious.
You shuffled across the floor next to her and whispered into her ear. "Well, I guess then that it's lucky I do love you."
