BIANCANight class was great. At least for most part, we were able to make some solid progress, exchange ideas, and cover up to half of the material in less than four hours.Max didn't talk to me the entire time. Not that I cared or anything, but I thought the jacket thing was a good sign. Thought I'd at least get a word, or a smile, or even bare acknowledgement.I got nothing, even when we took the bus together back home.He went straight to his room and closed the door behind him, leaving me in the quiet night wondering if I should interrupt his sleep by returning his jacket.I didn't.And unsurprisingly, I didn't have the best ‘nights’ either. It was the weekend, so I didn't have to worry about school, but my body's clock had pretty much gotten used to the six a.m ring of my alarm… even though I'd purposely switched that off today. By the time I'd gathered enough strength to roll back under my covers, I'd also lost just the right amount of strength to plunge myself back into a h
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