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Peyton, on the other hand? He apparently had nothing better to do than stea shit laid fresh on a snowbank

Axe had done a dalares, however, and he intended to keep up the brick wall for the rest of the night--

"I ainst the rest, he knew he should have moved farther back when Mr Boundaries had sat across the aisle fro in on the rear buht," Axe reed with you, if you remember"

"You didn’t say shit"

"Fuck you, and I’ll repeat myself now" He turned his head lackadaisically to theto touch her"

"Then why did you follow Elise out like that?"

"Fresh air, man I needed--"

"I’ serious--"

"Hey, I have an idea Let’s not play Eh School"

"What the fuck are you talking about?"

Boone spoke up but didn’t look up from the row ahead "The Breakfast Club Widely considered the best high school filh School in Des Plaines, Illinois, in 1984 Judd Nelson played the role of the stereotypical degenerate--"

"FYI," Axe cut in, "that’s mental fuck with the please-daddy complex"

Peyton cocked an eyebrow "Him"--he motioned to Boone--"I’d expect to know that You?"

"I haven’t been a sex addict ie who specialized in nodding out in front of the TV And will you do us both a favor and drop this shit I’ your pure-as-the-driven-snow cousin She’s notat the ceiling, reliving the way she had turned to him on that sidewalk Looked at hiht have been some palm action But it had been a case of either he took care of the perma-rection he’d developed or he came to class with a baseball bat in his leathers

But that wasn’t about her Nah That was just a sign he needed to spend more time at The Keys