"Come on. You're going to be a huge star one day, Albus. Then maybe I'll be able to read my blogs without having to look at your brother." He fell onto the blankets with Albus, curling up against him.
Kit shrugged. "The classes seem like they're going to be good so far. The choir director is hardcore, but she's really good at her job. She's won tons of championship. But dance is definitely going to be my hardest class. I don't have enough practice. Mostly it sucks being away from you." He slipped the present he'd gotten Albus, a longish necklace with a small K engraved on the pendant, into his boyfriend's hand. "Let me distract you. Open that."
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