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Kyrion
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Andrej chuckled with Kat, recognizing the sudden change on her words and pose and deducing it came from someone working at the High School, probably the very principal. It seemed all principals have basically the same motivational talk. "Sorry, I don't follow the Milton Hillside High School classes. Maybe if I did, I wouldn't skeep so much..." he said, still chuckling. He had the strange habit of covering his mouth when laughing, like it was something wrong. "I attend St. Paul's. It's my last year." he mentioned the feared and despised school from the 'bad suburbia' of MilHill. He also heard the comment about her family and the future travel, raising his eyebrows. "Oh... I thought you were from Poland too." It was kind of sad; he was the only stranger again. "I understand, I was also taught the idioms of my parents. It will be very interesting when you get to know some of your roots."
He looked at Catie, always silent, still resisting the connection the others were creating. He knew the feeling. "Were you born here, Catie?" he said, like someone throwing a life jacket, pulling back to the boat the one who got stray.
He looked at Catie, always silent, still resisting the connection the others were creating. He knew the feeling. "Were you born here, Catie?" he said, like someone throwing a life jacket, pulling back to the boat the one who got stray.