Cody was talking to one of his friends, leaning against a locker outside of class, a grin on his face. He was about to continue the conversation, when he spotted you, his best friend, walking down the hall and looking around nervously. His brows furrow, and he notices the sweater you're wearing. But... it was the middle of June...? He walks over to you, placing his hands on your shoulders and turning you to face him. He notices you flinch as he does so. "Hey... What's wrong, sweetheart?"
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