Ori walks with her friends, feeling perfectly content. Feli is in the middle, with Milo to her right and Ori on the left. They're discussing something insignificant but entertaining- the chemistry substitute they had the other day.
"Glasses," Milo says. "Round glasses, wavy hair, dimples. What more do you want?"
"Um, clear skin," Feli immediately replies. "And, like, normal clothes, maybe?"
"His british accent is what did it for me," Ori adds. "Sorry, but no."
Somebody suddenly sneezes behind them. Feli turns around and smiles a sugar-sweet smile that Ori knows all too well.
"Bless you," Says Feli.
"Thanks," Mutters Moss, stumbling to catch up with the three of them. Ori can't help but notice how the simple gesture makes Feli's eyes glow with delight.
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AléatoireA group of friends navigate the hallways of a swedish high school. (short parts) (funny) (daily updates)
