Ivy POV
I was just on time for class, with two minutes to spare. Alex had decided it was a good idea to discuss tonight's game over breakfast, and somewhere between his third replay of a goal from last season and Milo's running commentary, I'd completely lost track of time.
Milo ended up driving me, still in his sweatpants and inside-out shirt, complaining the entire way about how this was "above and beyond assistant duties." I muttered darkly about hazard pay, but secretly, I was grateful for the lift.
I slipped into the classroom while the professor's back was still turned and dropped into my usual seat near the middle. I'd barely pulled out my notebook when I felt someone settle into the seat beside me.
"Hi," a voice whispered. "I'm Nina. We haven't been formally introduced."
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