“You…” Wendy hissed out between gritted teeth. “Go find him then! I don’t want to sit next to you, either!”
Her deskmate looked at Wendy strangely, but since he was also fed up, he finally stood up to go look for Donovan. Coincidentally, the man walked in right at that moment.
Wendy’s deskmate raised his hand and said loudly, “Mr. Baxter, I want to change seats!”
Donovan looked at Wendy in confusion before saying, “This is a good seat. Why do you want to move?”
Wendy was about to speak when her deskmate cut in, “She’s too weird. She always interrupts my studies, and I can’t take it anymore. I want to change seats.”
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