You don’t want to waste any more time after coming to your decision. You rush forth a couple tables (which are practically skyscrapers to you) to where Shayne is working on the lab with Eric, a quiet kid who always has a scowl resting on his brow.
You grab a hold of Shayne’s skinny jeans and tug on them. There isn’t much give so you smack your fists against his shin a few times as well.
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