Micheal Yew
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You two were sitting down outside of the infirmary.
Sitting with him in the stairs was weirdly comforting.
“I haven’t grown since the sixth grade—
I’m 4’6!” The son of Apollo started.
You couldn’t help but laugh.
You two were sitting down outside of the infirmary.
Sitting with him in the stairs was weirdly comforting.
“I haven’t grown since the sixth grade—
I’m 4’6!” The son of Apollo started.
You couldn’t help but laugh.