KNIGHT
Shit.
This was not happening.
I wasn't trying to overhear anything, but she was sitting right next to me and she kept speaking till I could feel my ears turning red and I had to keep pretending like I didn't know what she was saying but God, I did and this was the most embarrassing experience of my whole entire life.
"Talk to him? Of course, I'm not going to!" She whisper-yelled. Whatever her name was. "Esra, stop acting like an overprotective freak. I know he's a guy. I won't talk to him, dammit. He might be smokin' hot but . . ."
I don't know what she's saying I don't know what she's saying I don't know what she's saying
