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Cafeteria, Onyx
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“Do you get on well with your dad?” Even though he knew the answer, Elliot paused for a moment. “Yes, I suppose. He’s too busy some days to even see me, and this may last weeks, but overall, yes.” For a brief moment, Elliot’s eyes drooped. “He seems to be more focused on my sister, who is actually working with him.” Elliot finished his orange juice with a long gulp. “So, Fionnuela, I’ve heard a few things about her, but I’m no expert… I guess that would be creepy if I did, sorry,” he said. He took a breath and stopped. “Hey, thanks for letting me talk off your head Onyx, most people get sick of not only my voice, but me pretty easily,” he said, looking down at his feet and then at his new peer. He locked his gaze on Onyx. “Maybe I did irritated you,” Elliot admitted, almost laughing at himself. “But I appreciate you talking to me still, I should go change my shirt before math; hey, what’s your schedule? Wait, never mind, you should finish eating; but I hope we can talk again… Friend,” Elliot said as he stood up. He strolled out of the cafeteria, smiling at Onyx.
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