Grover Underwood

*glances at you briefly* You will.

*after a few seconds a scribble an other note and slides it over to you, it reads* “how do you kiss with your beak? Or do you just.. don’t.☹︎"

*face goes completely red* W-what?!

*tail curls nervously* I was just curious! *antennae flatten against my head*

(The next week, I’m not in school)

*notices empty seat* Huh. Wonder what happened to that weird guy.

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*i smile slightly, a sly smile. I keep walking, shoving my hands into my pockets, resting on my knife*

*He pulls on a dark hoodie, yanking the hood over his head to shadow his face. He turns to Rio, his voice a low, dangerous growl.* We're taking my car. You drive.

*i go into the food court and sit down at an empty table, looking over everyone*

Why is a delivery in a ship called a 'cargo', but in a car, it's called a 'shipment'?

*Rio freezes, his mouth slightly open. He blinks.* I... what? *He looks to Grover for backup, but Grover just smirks.* Don't look at me. I'm not paid enough for this.

Why is the pizza box a square if the pizza is a circle and the pizza slice is a triangle?