"I think I'd like being a Macnair." Pyxis informed him. She sat down beside him for a moment, then pulled up the table cloth and slid underneath it, looking at him expectantly. He could sit with her under the table.
"Macnair's sound like my kind of people. My parents are mean." Pyxis told him with a small pout. "Are you a fag?"
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