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"Yeah, I'm sure a cheerleader knows more about punk than I do," he replied in a deadpan voice. "Being an airhead's just your cover so that people don't find out."
Ciaran didn't really like to call people stupid, he knew how it felt, but considering that this girl thought he was doing something dirty with her socks then he could easily bypass the empathy.
What the hell would he want with a cheerleader's socks anyway?
"Sometimes the drum can come loose, leaving a gap for stuff to get sucked into. Stuff like socks. That's how they get lost."
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