Gwen took the fag from Louis and hummed as she stuck it in her mouth and inhaled. "You keep offering and I keep saying no because I'd drive you mad. I have absolutely no talent for languages. I'm lucky I don't just grunt and squeak. You're lucky you only have to listen to me butcher French and not English too."
She passed the cigarette back to him. "The fit one? Yeah, I saw. I think every girl and gay boy in the school has seen. People are going to be paying a lot more attention to him than Binns. Why? You fancy him?"
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