"I still think you're icky. And you still smell." Cepheus pointed out with a small grin, then looked at his grandmother, shaking his head. She didn't have to know the whole thing, but he could tell her bits and pieces.
"James and I have had this little war going on since I was like.. I think eleven. That's when I started school." Cepheus told her. "And I had a crush on him for a really long time. We just never got around to not fussing at each other."
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