Cepheus glanced up from where he was sitting on the bed, still feeling kind of miserable about everything. Even if James's mother had liked him. He still felt miserable. Especially because James still hadn't heard much from teams.
"What do you want?" Cepheus asked with a grumble, looking at his brother. "Come to say horrible things to me?"
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