Chapter Five

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The next morning, Garfield slowly opened his eyes, the soft light of the morning shining in through the vibrant curtains as the delicious smell of pancakes flooded his nose.

Gently moving Silky off of his chest, Garfield sat up from the couch, comfortably stretching his arms before fully getting up. Following the yummy smell, he wandered to the kitchen. He leaned himself on the doorframe, watching as Kori and Richard effortlessly moved around the kitchen, making breakfast together.

The soft morning light spilled into the kitchen, casting a warm glow over the scene. Garfield took a moment to appreciate the tranquil ambiance as he leaned against the doorframe, watching Kori and Richard effortlessly move around the kitchen.

Kori, with her vibrant smile and infectious energy, stirred a large bowl of batter. Her enthusiasm was contagious as she hummed a cheerful tune, swaying gently to the rhythm.

Richard, standing beside her, wore a contented expression as he expertly managed the sizzling pan. He was focused yet relaxed, a testament to his proficiency in the kitchen. The sleeves of his shirt were rolled up, revealing his forearms that were slightly sprinkled with flour, lending him a slightly disheveled charm.

Flour dusted the countertop in a haphazard fashion, creating a mess that mirrored the carefree spirit of the morning. It clung to Kori's apron and Richard's hands, evidence of their playful interactions and culinary mischief.

Garfield's eyes traced their movements, captivated by the synchronized dance of two people who were clearly in tune with each other. He couldn't help but feel a mix of admiration and longing. The desire for a deep connection, for someone to share such simple yet profound moments with, tugged at his heart.

As Kori turned around, her eyes lit up with delight upon seeing Garfield. "Garfield, you're awake. We made pancakes. You hungry?" She asked cheerfully.

He smiled in response to her question, his hunger now impossible to ignore. "Um, yeah, thanks." He replied, pulling out a chair at the table.

With a happy smile, Kori skillfully balanced a large plate of golden-brown pancakes in her hands, gently placing it on the table before Garfield. The fluffy stacks of goodness were adorned with a generous drizzle of maple syrup, enticing him with their sweet aroma. "Help yourself." She cheerfully invited him, her eyes sparkling with warmth before turning towards the door. "Raven, breakfast!" She called out of the room.

Raven emerged from her room and made her way to the kitchen. "The house isn't that big, Kori. You don't need to yell." Raven drawled as she entered the room.

Despite the persistent ache in his heart, Garfield couldn't deny the undeniable joy that swelled within him as he sat at the table, surrounded by friends sharing a meal. The sight of everyone gathered around the table, their faces animated with laughter and genuine camaraderie, evoked a sense of nostalgia within him. It reminded him of the warm gatherings he had experienced with his own family, where conversations flowed freely and moments of togetherness were cherished. As he observed the easy rapport between Kori, Richard, and Raven, Garfield couldn't help but reflect on the moments he had once taken for granted. Simple acts like sharing a meal and engaging in light-hearted banter were a reminder of the love and connection that could be found in such ordinary moments, and Garfield realized how much he had missed them.

Kori's vibrant energy radiated throughout the room as she directed her attention to Garfield. "Did you sleep well last night?" Her genuine care evident in her voice.

Garfield nodded appreciatively, meeting her gaze. "Like a baby." He replied with a hint of a smile. "I didn't realize how stiff the dorm beds were."

"I'm glad you are well rested, because I won't tolerate any dozing off when we hit the books." Raven stated firmly, taking her last bite of breakfast and rising from her seat. With a quick motion, she deposited her plate in the sink before continuing. "Once you're done eating, meet me in my room."

Richard, who had been quietly observing the exchange, couldn't resist injecting a playful comment. "I bet that's the first time she has ever said that to a guy." He chuckled, leaning towards Kori, his voice a low whisper. Kori playfully elbowed his arm, reprimanding him for his teasing remark.

Meanwhile, Garfield focused on quickly finishing his breakfast. "Thanks for cooking." He said, making sure to express his appreciation. He carefully placed his plate in the sink, feeling a sense of anticipation for the upcoming study session.

"Good luck." Kori called out her well wishes, her voice filled with encouragement as Garfield left the kitchen.

"He's going to need it." Richard couldn't resist adding the comment, his tone tinged with skepticism.

Despite Richard's attempt to keep it low, Garfield overheard the remark, which only served to intensify his nervousness. While Garfield appreciated Raven's willingness to tutor him, there was a lingering sense of unease as he contemplated the upcoming study session in her room. It puzzled him why he felt this way. After all, Raven was just like any other girl. However, there was an air of confidence and intelligence about her that seemed to exude an aura of intimidation. Perhaps it was her sharp wit, her piercing gaze, or her no-nonsense attitude that made Garfield slightly apprehensive. Raven possessed a keen intellect and an unwavering determination, which often commanded respect.

Yet, despite his reservations, Garfield knew he had to overcome his anxiety and make the most of this opportunity to improve his grades. He took a deep breath, reminding himself that Raven was there to help him, and that he needed to push past his insecurities in order to succeed. With a renewed determination, he gathered his books and headed towards Raven's room, ready to face the challenge ahead.

Garfield stood in front of Raven's door, mustering up the courage to knock. With a hesitant tap, he announced his arrival before slowly pushing the door open. As he stepped inside, his eyes scanned the room, taking in the unexpected sight that greeted him.

Contrary to his initial expectations, the room had an intriguing ambiance that held a certain allure. Though dimly lit compared to the rest of the house, the darkness gave the room an air of mystery rather than creepiness. Garfield's gaze fell upon the neatly made bed, adorned with a luxurious dark purple comforter that added a touch of elegance to the space. The furniture, matching in a deep brown hue, exuded a sense of sophistication. A soft, round rug lay gracefully in the center of the room, inviting him to step further.

"Nice." He commented, his voice laced with approval as he took in the room. The unexpected ambiance had caught him off guard, shattering his preconceived notions and presenting a pleasant surprise.

Seemingly unfazed by his compliment, Raven closed the door behind him with a soft click before making her way towards a large bookshelf. Her slender fingers gracefully trailed over the spines of several oversized hardcover books, carefully selecting a couple of them.

Garfield stared at her with a quizzical expression, his brow furrowing in confusion. "You just have the right books on hand?" He asked, his curiosity piqued by Raven's seemingly prepared selection.

Raven maintained a composed expression as she settled herself on the soft rug, crossing her legs comfortably. "Like Kori mentioned, I took your class in my freshmen year." She reminded, placing the three hefty books on the ground beside her. "It was an easy class. That's why Kori decided to take it in her senior year."

"That's one person's opinion." He muttered, joining her on the floor, his anticipation still mingling with a touch of nervousness.

Garfield attentively observed as Raven dexterously opened the book, her fingers confidently navigating the pages to the exact sections she wanted to reference. With a purposeful gesture, she turned the book towards him, revealing the specific areas he should focus on and the notes he should take.

As Raven began explaining the concepts and providing guidance, Garfield found himself struggling to fully grasp the intricacies of the subject, just as he did during his professor's lectures. Given Raven's inclination for teasing and quick wit, he braced himself for a potential jab at his intelligence. However, to his surprise, Raven remained patient and understanding. While she injected occasional playful remarks, they were lighthearted and devoid of any malice or intention to make him feel inadequate.

Garfield couldn't help but feel grateful for Raven's support and genuine efforts to assist him. Her approach made him feel at ease, fostering an environment of learning without judgment, and allowing him to focus on improving his understanding without the fear of being ridiculed.

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A comforting routine began to take shape, one that Garfield found himself genuinely enjoying. Each day, after his classes concluded, Kori would kindly offer to take him back to her place. They would spend time together, engaging in lighthearted conversations and occasionally playing a game or two, creating a sense of camaraderie and familiarity. The bond between Garfield and Kori continued to strengthen, fortified by the shared moments and experiences they had together. They laughed together, confided in one another, and offered unwavering support during both joyful and challenging times. Garfield marveled at the ease with which he could be himself around Kori. He felt a sense of acceptance and understanding that he hadn't experienced before, knowing that she genuinely cared for him as a friend.

Eventually, the time would come when playtime would come to an end and Raven would lead Garfield to her room, where they would embark on their study sessions. Immersed in the subject matter, they would delve into their work, seeking to improve his understanding and academic performance. For hours, they would diligently tackle assignments, review notes, and discuss key concepts, with Raven's guidance and support proving invaluable.

In the midst of their study sessions and lighthearted activities, Garfield discovered a newfound appreciation for Raven's attention and guidance. He found himself looking forward to each encounter with her, appreciating not only her academic guidance but also the genuine connection they had developed. As they worked side by side, Garfield's initial apprehension melted away, replaced by a sense of trust and gratitude. While Raven helped him delve into his academic pursuits, he found himself drawn to her in more ways than one. Her patient and supportive nature shone through as she effortlessly navigated the complexities of the subjects they studied together. Her explanations were clear and brief, making even the most challenging concepts more accessible to Garfield.

Garfield even started to notice Richard's gradual shift in demeanor. It was a pleasant surprise for him, relieving any apprehensions he might have had about their interactions. It became evident that the day-to-day platonic interactions he shared with Kori had inadvertently played a role in fostering a more relaxed and non-threatening atmosphere, gradually eroding the barriers that had once stood between him and Richard.

Following their joined meals, the post-dinner hours became a cherished time of leisure and relaxation. Engrossed in the pleasures of camaraderie, they would engage in lively games that sparked friendly competition or settle down to enjoy a captivating movie, immersing themselves in the shared experience.

The genuine warmth and hospitality extended by Kori and her household continued to make Garfield feel welcome. The inviting couch became his customary resting place as night fell. It provided a sense of familiarity and solace, offering a break from the demands of school. While Kori kindly offered to drive him back to his dorm every evening, Garfield found himself willingly embracing the cozy surroundings of Kori's place, gratefully accepting her unwavering invitation to stay.

After weeks of enjoying a harmonious routine, Kori finally presented the subject directly, openly expressing her desire for Garfield to remain with them constantly.

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"I can't believe she asked you to move in?" Victor exclaimed in disbelief as the pair sat on the floor of their dorm room, playing his Xbox.

"Not exactly," Garfield explained. "She just suggested that it would be easier if I kept a more stable routine staying with them. It saves her a trip from running me back and forth. And I get better sleep there. Besides, it gives me more time to study with Raven."

"And how does her boyfriend feel about this?" Victor asked, raising an eyebrow in curiosity.

"Richard has actually cooled down a lot over the past couple of weeks." Garfield replied, contemplating the change in dynamics. "I don't know, maybe he doesn't see me as such a threat anymore."

"Should he see you as a threat?" Victor probed, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"What? No." Garfield quickly responded, turning to face Victor and shaking his head. "I've stopped seeing Kori in that way. Now she's just a friend."

"Okay, and what about the roommate?" Victor pressed, a mischievous gleam in his eyes. "Is she hot?"

Garfield turned to him again, caught off guard by the question. "Raven? No! I mean, she's not not hot. She just, you know..." He struggled to find the right words, feeling himself growing flustered.

"Ah, huh." Victor chuckled with a knowing smirk.

"Oh, shut up!" Garfield grumbled, playfully shoving him. Victor burst into laughter as a distinct honk echoed from outside the dorm room. "That's Kori," Garfield announced, pausing the game and swiftly rising from the floor.

"Well, have fun with your two platonic girl friends." Victor teased, switching the game to single player mode.

"I will." Garfield replied with a grin, snatching his backpack and slinging it over his shoulder. "And I'm taking my Switch."

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"What's this game called again?" Raven inquired, her eyes fixed on Garfield as he finished connecting his Switch to the television.

Garfield's face lit up with excitement as he prepared to introduce them to the world of Super Smash Bros. "It's called Smash Bros." He replied, his voice brimming with enthusiasm. He couldn't help but feel a sense of anticipation, eager to share the thrilling experience with his friends.

"Interesting." Raven commented, slightly intrigued by the concept.

"How exciting!" Kori chimed in, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. She had always been up for new adventures and experiences, and diving into the world of Super Smash Bros was no exception.

With a playful grin, Garfield handed each of them a controller. The room buzzed with anticipation as their eyes scanned the vibrant characters displayed on the screen.

"These all look like they're from different games." Raven observed, her eyes darting across the diverse roster of characters.

Garfield nodded, confirming her observation with a smile. "They are indeed from different games." He explained. "Each character brings their own set of skills and playstyle, making every match unique and exciting."

Kori's excitement grew, her curiosity reaching new heights as she selected her choice of character. "Now what?" She asked eagerly, her voice filled with anticipation.

Garfield, taking on the role of a patient teacher, led them through the basics of the game. He pointed out the buttons, explaining the functions of each one with clarity. "That's jump, that's run, and that's your power move." He said, walking them through the essential mechanics of the game.

Garfield guided them through the basics of the game as the room filled with the atmosphere of friendly competition, setting the stage for an entertaining evening of virtual battles and shared camaraderie.

Garfield was brimming with confidence as he held the controller in his hands, his fingers poised to execute his well-practiced maneuvers. He had spent countless hours refining his gameplay strategies, and was very eager to showcase his prowess to Raven, who sat beside him with a gleam of anticipation in her eyes.

As the match began, Garfield and Raven locked eyes, their competitive spirits instantly ignited. The room was filled with the faint hum of excitement as the digital battleground came alive on the screen. Garfield's initial impression of Raven's gaming skills was quickly shattered as he witnessed her natural dexterity and lightning-fast reflexes.

With each passing moment, Raven proved herself to be a formidable opponent. She absorbed the mechanics of the game with ease, seamlessly adapting her playstyle to match the challenges at hand. Her moves were executed with precision and grace, leaving Garfield momentarily stunned.

Regaining his composure, Garfield summoned his years of experience, unleashing a flurry of complex combos and smash attacks. His fingers danced across the controller, his determination shining through each calculated move. Yet, to his surprise, Raven met his every maneuver with equal skill and finesse, countering his attacks effortlessly.

Meanwhile, Kori, lost in her own world of gaming bliss, joyfully explored the mechanics of the game. Her infectious laughter filled the room, a testament to her unbridled enthusiasm. With childlike glee, she experimented with her character's moves, reveling in the sheer joy of the gaming experience.

As the match progressed, the intensity heightened, and the air crackled with anticipation. Garfield and Raven's gameplay reached new heights as they engaged in a captivating battle of wits and skill. Through it all, Kori's contagious enthusiasm remained undiminished. Her genuine love for the game radiated from her, infusing the atmosphere with an undeniable sense of joy.

"I'm having so much fun!" Kori gleefully exclaimed, her laughter blending harmoniously with the game's sound effects.

With both Garfield and Raven down to their last life, the match was about to reach its climax. The pair were locked in a neck-and-neck struggle, their competitive spirits pushing them to their limits. Their fingers danced across the controller, executing precise combos and countering each other's attacks with unwavering focus.

Garfield, his heart pounding, tried to predict Raven's next move, seeking an opening to deliver the final blow. Raven, equally determined, matched Garfield's every move, displaying an uncanny ability to read his strategies and respond with lightning-fast reflexes.

But just when victory seemed within grasp for one of them, Kori, seemingly in her own world, made a surprising move. With a combination of unexpected luck and well-timed maneuvers, Kori's character unleashed a devastating attack that caught both Garfield and Raven off guard.

Garfield and Raven exchanged stunned glances, momentarily speechless. The realization sank in that their competitive rivalry had been upstaged by Kori's unexpected luck.

Kori, oblivious to the stunned reactions of her friends, beamed with joy and pride as her character appeared on the winning screen. "I won!" She exclaimed, her voice filled with a contagious enthusiasm that reverberated throughout the room.

Quickly recovering from his astonishment, Garfield couldn't help but chuckle, a mix of amazement and amusement tugging at the corners of his lips. "Kori, you never fail to surprise us! You are a force to be reckoned with." He then turned his attention to Raven, his amazement unwavering. "And you have definitely played this before." He accused, a hint of playful competitiveness in his voice.

An amused smirk played on Raven's lips as she met Garfield's gaze. "Maybe you're just a really good teacher." She teased, subtly acknowledging his previous efforts to impart his gaming skills.

Garfield narrowed his eyes at her, a playful challenge brewing in his expression. "We both know I am not." He retorted, fully aware of his own limitations in teaching the game.

Raven's lips curved into a playful smile. "I guess it's more probable that you're not as good at this game as you though you were." She responded, their banter fueling their friendly rivalry.

Garfield gasped in mock offence, his eyes glinting with determination. "Rematch!" He demanded, eager to reclaim his lost honor.

Kori, unable to contain her excitement, added her enthusiastic voice to the conversation. "Yes! Let's play again!" She exclaimed, ready for another round of thrilling battles.

Raven, however, decided to be the voice of reason. "While I would love to defeat your ridiculous avatar, I think it's time we study." She informed Garfield as she set her controller down and got up from the couch, signaling that it was time to shift their focus.

Garfield pouted playfully, his competitive spirit momentarily subdued. "I think someone is just scared I will beat them fair and square." He retorted, a mischievous glimmer in his eyes.

Raven met his gaze, a knowing smile on her lips. "No." She responded simply, her voice filled with a mix of determination and concern. "I'm scared you're going to fail your upcoming test. Now let's go." She commanded, motioning for him to follow her into her room.

Garfield turned back to face Kori, an apologetic expression on his face. "Sorry, Kori." He said, a hint of regret in his voice. "Duty calls."

Kori's excitement dimmed slightly, but she understood the importance of Garfield's upcoming test. "No worries." She replied, offering him a supportive smile. "Maybe after dinner, we can talk Richard in to joining us for a match?" She suggested excitedly.

"Definitely." Garfield said before pressing a series of buttons on his controller and adjusting the player settings. "Here, Kori," He said, handing her the controller. "Now you can practice on your own."

Garfield's gaze lingered on Kori for a moment, relishing in the joy that radiated from her as she grasped the controller with enthusiasm. He couldn't help but feel a sense of pride knowing that he had sparked her excitement for the game. With a content smile on his face, he left her to enjoy her practice session.

Walking into Raven's room, Garfield's attention immediately shifted to her presence. His eyes traced the graceful movement of her hands as she carefully placed his books on her bed, creating a neat stack. The soft glow of the room cast a gentle ambiance, enhancing her features and drawing him in. A different kind of smile formed on his face, one that held a deeper meaning.

In that moment, Garfield found himself admiring Raven, not just for her intellect and gaming skills, but for who she was as a person. Her dedication to helping him study, her patience, and the way she challenged him to be his best self captivated him.

Caught in his thoughts, Garfield realized that Raven had noticed his lingering gaze. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly, curiosity shining in her eyes as she broke the silence. "What?" She asked, her voice tinged with a mix of confusion and intrigue.

Garfield's cheeks flushed slightly, a mix of embarrassment and vulnerability washing over him. "Nothing." He replied quickly, his voice carrying a hint of hesitance.

Raven, seemingly unperturbed by his unusual behavior, simply shrugged in response, her attention already shifting towards making herself comfortable on the bed. With a graceful movement, she climbed onto the comforter, finding a position that allowed her to be both relaxed and focused.

Garfield took a deep breath, silently reminding himself to regain his focus and push aside any lingering distractions. He followed Raven's lead, positioning himself on the bed, taking care to find a comfortable spot that allowed him to study without feeling too relaxed.

As they settled into their study session, Garfield felt the residual tension from his earlier embarrassment gradually fade away. In its place, a newfound sense of ease and familiarity began to blossom between him and Raven. The seamless transition from the floor to Raven's bed wasn't overlooked by Garfield, and a surge of excitement coursed through him as he realized that their relationship had evolved into something more relaxed and comfortable. The cozy atmosphere of Raven's room seemed to envelop them, creating an intimate space where their connection could deepen.

Garfield had to admit, studying with Raven had become surprisingly enjoyable. It was a stark contrast to his initial feelings of animosity towards her. And now he found himself eagerly looking forward to their study sessions, a sentiment he couldn't quite explain if someone were to ask him why.

Raven had a unique way of motivating him, though it eluded precise description. It wasn't just her vast knowledge and intellectual prowess that inspired him, but rather something deeper and intangible. Perhaps it was her unwavering dedication to her own studies or the way she approached challenging concepts with unwavering determination. Whatever the reason, her presence ignited a sense of competitiveness within Garfield, prompting him to push himself further.

As Garfield sat on Raven's bed, attempting to concentrate on his book, his mind began to wander, Victor's earlier remarks echoing in his thoughts. Lost in his thoughts, Garfield's eyes inadvertently drifted away from the pages and towards Raven, who was nestled comfortably on her pillows, deeply engrossed in her own reading. A surge of awareness coursed through him as he took in her presence, his gaze tracing the delicate contours of her figure. The short, blue pajama shorts she wore accentuated the graceful curve of her legs, while her slimming shirt embraced her feminine form with gentle allure. The subtle flicker of her hand as she tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear revealed a tender vulnerability that captivated Garfield's attention. Unintentionally, his gaze became fixated on her, and in that moment, he saw her in a new light, appreciating the subtle beauty that had eluded him before.

"What are you staring at?" Raven asked, her voice cutting through the silence, jolting Garfield from his trance.

Startled, Garfield stammered in an attempt to conceal his embarrassment. "N-nothing!" He quickly replied, his voice betraying his blushing face buried in his book. He inwardly scolded himself for allowing his gaze to linger. Despite his renewed determination, refocusing on his studies proved to be a greater challenge than he had anticipated.

Despite his best efforts, Garfield found his attention constantly drawn back to Raven. The captivating allure of her figure made it incredibly difficult to concentrate on his studies, turning the once simple task into a formidable challenge. He struggled to regain his focus, locked in an internal battle with his own thoughts and desires, grappling with the unexpected and conflicting emotions that had surfaced within him.

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Garfield's slowly opened his eyes, and a jolt of surprise coursed through him as he found Raven's intense gaze fixed upon him from across the room. Her piercing eyes held an undeniable power, drawing him in with an unspoken magnetism. The depths of her gaze seemed to penetrate his very being, evoking a peculiar blend of fascination and trepidation.

A chill danced down Garfield's spine, tingling with a unique combination of unease and exhilaration. It was as if a predator had locked eyes with its prey, poised and ready to pounce. There was an undeniable intensity in the air, a tension that seemed to envelop them both, and Garfield couldn't help but feel a surge of adrenaline coursing through him.

"Raven?" Garfield questioned, his voice filled with surprise and confusion. However, Raven remained silent, her mysterious expression unyielding as she slowly made her way towards him.

Garfield's breath caught in his throat as Raven drew closer, her graceful movements exuding an aura of intrigue and allure. Her presence commanded attention, and a mix of curiosity and apprehension swirled within him.

In a matter of seconds, she was right in front of him, her gaze locked onto his. Garfield's mind raced, a flurry of thoughts and emotions flooding his senses. He searched for words, for some semblance of understanding in this bewildering encounter.

Garfield's heart raced, uncertainty and anticipation intertwining within him. Without a word, Raven climbed onto his lap, her movements deliberate and calculated. The sudden proximity sent a surge of electricity through Garfield's veins, causing his breath to hitch in his throat.

Their lips met in a passionate embrace, a whirlwind of emotions engulfing Garfield. The softness of Raven's lips against his sent sparks of desire coursing through his body, fueling a fire that had been smoldering within him. He was lost in this magnificent moment, lost in the depths of his newfound desire for her.

Letting himself indulge in the moment, he slid his hands up the curve of her sides, tracing the contours of her arched back, only to be taken aback by the unexpected sensation. It felt... furry?

The realization struck him abruptly, jolting Garfield awake from his dreamlike state. His heart pounded in his chest, his stomach still fluttering with the remnants of the vivid dream. As he blinked his eyes open, the soft glow of the morning sunlight streamed through the window.

Reality snapped back into focus, and Garfield found himself lying on the couch. He let out a groggy sigh, running a hand through his tousled hair as he tried to shake off the lingering effects of the dream. To his surprise, he felt a slight weight on his stomach, and as he glanced down, he discovered Silky, the fluffy cat, perched there as if mocking his bewildered state.

Garfield's gaze locked with Silky's innocent eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a tinge of embarrassment and awkwardness at the absurdity of the situation. "Oh... well, this is awkward." He muttered under his breath, his attention fixated on the feline that had interrupted his erotic induced dream.

"What's awkward?" Kori asked from the doorway, startling Garfield as he jolted his head towards her.

"Nothing!" He blurted out before swiftly pushing Silky off his stomach and awkwardly pulling the blankets up to conceal his reddened face.

Kori couldn't help but giggle at Garfield's odd, flustered behavior. "You're so weird." She playfully remarked. "Now, hurry up. Class starts soon, and we have that big test today."

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