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... to guess though, she would say his brows were creased and he was slightly glaring at her - because she could feel a heavy gaze on her face.
"I only asked you to stay in bed," he began quietly, a hint of frustration in his tone, "How difficult could that have been for you?"
She swallowed, "Very,"
"Of course!" He almost barked, sarcasm in his tone, "I should have known,"
"I couldn’t stay in bed. I had to come to class. If I skip another day, who knows what my homer ...
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