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He’s even skipping some classes. I know because one of the other fool professors that he has in the palm of his hand has expressed concern about his absence. “He’s such a bright student. It’s not like him to skip. I’m worried about him.” You should be worried about your brain that he’d eat for breakfast if given the chance. I walk into an organic food shop and skim through the freshly roasted coffee beans. Carson does, in fact, make a decent stalker. He always keeps a safe distance, uses different cars, and even wears hats and sunglasses to cover his hair and face. He has a knack for making himself invisible when needed, and sometimes, it takes me a while to notice him. Would give him four out of five stars. Knocking one star off for the unoriginal content. “Hello there.” A teenager with orange hair and chipped black nail polish says in a singsong voice. “Need my help with anything at all?” I’d hope not. I don’t expect someone like her to help me with my particular taste for coffee. “J