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Brows furrowing, Pierce's head cocked to the side slightly- dark blue eyes darting down to get a peek at the other young man's face. "Nah, I totally gave it to the right guy. I'm pretty sure. A good ninety-eight percent sure." A shrug. "I mean I was distracted at lunch, absolutely, but not that distracted." A suggestive wiggle of McKinney's eyebrows as he continued down the hallway towards his locker. "Maybe he'll leave you a cute note in my locker back," the jaguar teased, chuckling to himself lightly. Approaching the metal lockers, McKinney worked at his padlock for a quick moment before going ahead and tossing his bag in carelessly- the only thing on his mind was dinner.

A flabbergasted look appeared on the soccer player's face as he turned away from his locker to cast a disapproving glance towards the small cougar. "Allergic to fish?" McKinney's tone was low and almost disgusted with the way he said it- Like Austin was telling a bad joke. "You're kidding right? A cat allergic to fish? You sure you're not a gazelle?" A shake of the jaguar's head, brown hair getting tossed around as he reaches back into his locker; the sound of a zipper coming from somewhere inside. Pierce fished around for a minute before his fingers grasped onto what he was looking for and he stood back up to his full height.

"You're so strange," McKinney commented, hand coming to land heavy on Austin's chest- between them the letter Austin had left in his locker. "You really think I'm that much of an asshole? I mean I have my moments, but come on."