"Man," said N as I walked into class. "Are you having a bad day?"
"Er. What?" I asked, fanning out my shirt to dry up the sweat going down my spine.
"I passed you on your bike today and called to you and you totally gave me the blankest look I've ever seen. Were you all pissed off or just having a bad day on the bike?"
And I remembered what he was
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