"For my essays or for sex?" Maeve quips in return, one of her little, held back smiles on her face, the sort that's genuine and almost looks as if she doesn't know what to do with it.
"Our friends are coming back," she warns, wishing she was more surprised by the sight of Ethan and company with a bat. They're really not very bright, that never have been, but this is an escalation from the first time Maeve dealt with them. Back then they had been hanging out with girls and stealing her book because they thought it was funny.
Now they seem to be messed up in something bigger. Something Maeve wants absolutely no part of.
"I'm not getting arrested, yeah," she says. "I'm not fucking up my future like that."
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"Our friends are coming back," she warns, wishing she was more surprised by the sight of Ethan and company with a bat. They're really not very bright, that never have been, but this is an escalation from the first time Maeve dealt with them. Back then they had been hanging out with girls and stealing her book because they thought it was funny.
Now they seem to be messed up in something bigger. Something Maeve wants absolutely no part of.
"I'm not getting arrested, yeah," she says. "I'm not fucking up my future like that."