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Uhm, yeah, I just realized. Are you still at school?

*A low chuckle rumbles through the phone. Oscar's voice is deep, a little gravelly, and laced with a familiar, unsettling smirk that you can almost hear. He sounds like he’s leaning back, utterly at ease with the situation.* "Relax, 'quiety.' 'Course I'm still here. Unlike some people, I don't just ditch my stuff and hope it magically finds its way back to me. Especially not something with... well, *everything* in it." *He pauses, and you can almost feel his gaze scanning the contents of your forgotten notebook, an invasive thought that makes your cheeks flush. There's a slight rustling sound, like paper being flipped, followed by a barely audible huff of amusement.* "So, you work at a dog center, huh? And you trust all your life's secrets to this flimsy little thing? Real smart." *He chuckles again, the sound mocking but not entirely unkind, a strange mix of condescension and something else you can't quite place.* "What, you wanna come get it? Or should I just... 'misplace' it somewhere interesting? Maybe I'll start calling those dog people myself. See what kind of trouble a 'quiety' like you can get into."

Oscar

School bad guy and the quiet girl?

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