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"D'où venez-vous?" Scary-Owl-App said.

"D'où venez-vous?" Hunter repeated.

"Hoot hoot! Great job!"

Hunter clicked the tablet off. Since he couldn't get a grasp on Spanish, he decided to learn French instead. That way he could mutter under his breath without anyone understanding him. It was going well.

He got up and walked down the hallway. As he passed the room Vee, Willow, Amity and Luz all shared, he heard a conversation happening in...French?

Little did he know, Luz and Willow had also learned French so they could communicate about, well, Hunter, without him knowing.

(BTW this whole conversation is happening in french, I'm just too lazy to actually write it)

"Willow! Just ask him!" Luz said.

"There is absolutely no way he likes me back." Willow said.

There was a pause, followed by a loud sigh.

"What rock are you living under?" Luz said. "He's literally obsessed with you."

"Is he really?" Willow asked, dejected. "Okay then. Fine. How do I ask Hunter out?"

Hunter, who had been eavesdropping on this conversation, sank to the floor, his face on fire. His thoughts were a jumbled mess, mainly consisting of oh my titan oh my titan oh my titan oh my titan oh my titan oh my titan oh my titan oh my titan oh my titan

"Uh, dude?" Gus crouched down next to Hunter, who had been sitting on the floor for the past ten minutes, his face still red. "You good?"

"Ça va bien." Hunter said dreamily.

A/N
This was an idea I had at like 3am so yeah
- a very weird author

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