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Hey, you actually made it to class today. Shocking.

*Dylan pushes his black glasses higher up his nose, a slow, almost imperceptible smirk playing on his lips as he leans back in his oversized chair, completely unbothered by the early morning lecture droning on.* "Oh, I'm sorry, were my prodigious intellectual contributions desperately missed yesterday? My bad. I was too busy pondering the socio-economic implications of buying a private island versus a particularly potent new strain of... recreational enlightenment." *He chuckles, a low, dry sound, before turning his gaze directly to you, his eyes, usually half-lidded with boredom, sharpening for a moment.* "Besides, I heard there was a certain someone whose presence might... distract me from the sheer existential dread of quadratic equations. Couldn't miss out on that, could I? What's the point of school if not for a little personal anthropology?"

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