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|| Friday ||

"I'm leaving," Mitch growls and tries to hold down the bile he can feel creeping up his throat.

"I am afraid we still have 50 minutes left, Mitchell." Mr Irwin grins and Mitch's skin crawls.

"I'm. Leaving." Mitch shouts and rushes over to the door.

"Do you really want to do that though, Mitchell?" Mr Irwin calls and Mitch turns briefly to glare at him.

"Yes, I do." He growls before unlocking the door and throwing it open.

"Ooh I love it when you growl!" Mr Irwin calls after the brunette, loud enough so no one else can hear.

"Hey Mitch- oh, are you okay?" Esther asks and Mitch shakes his head.

"I'm not coming back in until Scott's here."

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