You had been sitting in your seat laughing and talking to a friend. You and Nash usually sat next to each other, which nobody suspected anything because you guys have been friends since 7th grade. Nash was being his usual, "Too cool for anyone," and leaning back in his chair, staring at you. Occasionally giving the friend an annoyed glance. You feel his knee nudge yours and you glance over. Are you busy tonight? The friend feels like they are intruding on your guys' friendship and leaves.
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