The next day, armed with only the energy of an orange cat and his golden retriever instinct in overdrive, he picks up his bag and strides over to Tammy's desk at the back of the classroom. He places his bag on the desk with an deafening SLAM, wheeling another chair over with a dramatic flourish and leaning over the desk, his unruly curls right in Tammy's face, a dopey grin plastered across his face "Hey, Tam-Tam! My amigo! My buddy! My pal!"
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