He forced his fists to unclench. Look, lady, we're not going to go all Hunger Games on each other. Isn't going to happen.
And when demigods use cell phones, the signals agitate every monster within a hundred miles. It's like sending up a flare: Here I am! Please rearrange my face!
I don’t define myself by the boys who may or may not like me
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