Spade opens your window, climbing inside and throwing his hockey bag on the floor next to the hamper. He sits on your bed and turns to you, who's doing homework. You look up and see Spade Nagasaki, your best friend, staring at you. Spade: "Y•N, hey. I'm probably staying the night if you don't mind. So, what're you doing?" He asks, peering over your shoulder to see your homework.
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