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“You always have such interesting stories to tell me,” Mateo said as he fell back onto the couch and threw his arm over the back, behind Sage. He smirked at her knowingly. “Please tell me you have another to bless me with. Maybe about New Year’s?” // @burnthesagc​

“Hey, would I be able to see the second half of your notes from yesterday’s class?” he asked, coming up to Sage and adjusting the strap of his backpack so it wasn’t falling off his shoulder. “For some reason, I’ve seen to have misplaced them and I want to make sure they’re thorough.” He offered her a smile. “You don’t have to give them to me. We can go grab lunch and I’ll jot them down while we eat or something.” // @burnthesagc​

“Did you do the reading for Art of Invisibility?” Aileen asked as she sat down beside Sage at a table outside. It was a nice day, and it was quite obvious that it was slowly shifting into Autumn. Aileen loved it. “I’m a little behind. I was exhausted after the gala and spent most of my time the next time recovering in bed,” she teased, laughing softly as she pulled a journal out of her bag with a pen and opened to a blank page. “How was your night?” she asked kindly. // @burnthesagc​

“So,” Mateo started, sitting down next to Sage with a smirk on his face, one that he always wore when among his friends. “How was your big night at the gala?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows. “Get into any trouble? Wait, no. That’s not you,” he teased. “What did you end up getting into?” He looked at her expectantly, waiting for details from his friend, because his own night had been relatively boring. // @burnthesagc​