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[Inspired by the POV by @the.stark.internship on TikTok]

You’re halfway through calling John a dick when Anya sighs beside you, like you’ve just announced water is wet.

“He’s a dick,” you say again anyway, just to be sure everyone’s heard.

Anya doesn’t even look up from cleaning under her fingernails with a combat knife. “Anything more helpful than stating the obvious?” she drawls, her accent curling the words into something vaguely mocking. (©TRS0725CAI)

From the corner of the room, John makes a noise that’s somewhere between a groan and a growl.

“Griffin shoved him into a locker this morning,” you add, sweet as sugar, like it’s the most helpful tactical note in the world.

Star pauses halfway through phasing through her chair and tilts her head at you. “I… don’t think that’s helpful.”

John snaps upright, clearly unable to keep quiet anymore. “It wasn’t a shove, alright—”

“Yes, it was,” you cut him off flatly.

And then you smile. Because it was a shove. And it was glorious.

“And it was fun to watch,” you add, twisting the knife just a little, because you’re petty and he deserves it.

From the doorway, you hear the low rumble of a laugh that makes the back of your neck heat up. Griffin leans against the frame, arms crossed, that damn smirk pulling at his mouth like he already knows exactly what you’re thinking.

“That’s my girl,” he says.

And somehow, you’re smug enough to ignore John’s glare entirely.