Are you actually going to teach me anything today,” I ask, arms crossed, “or are we just going to sit here while you work on your villain
origin story?”
Cage doesn’t even look up from where he’s doodling something entirely useless in his notebook. “Are you actually going to learn anything, or are we just pretending again?”
My jaw drops. “You’re insufferable.”
He smirks without missing a beat. “And yet, here you are.”
“I’d rather eat glass.”
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“Bet you’d complain less.”
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