I quickly stuffed the rest of the cookie into my mouth and my hands into my pockets, but she wasn't fooled. I can only imagine how guilty our faces must have looked.
Yasa asked what was in our pockets, and we just smiled and kept walking, the blood rushing to our faces. I guess Yasa kept walking too, 'cause when we were considerably far away I looked back and it appeared she had left.
It's kinda all my fault too, but Elyse says she's forgiven me.
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