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Jonas and I have are having a blast of conversation. In fact, I have basically forgotten that I'm in a nightclub. It just feels like I'm somewhere in my room chatting with someone I haven't seen forever.

“So, you are in a school that doesn't care about what you guys physically do.” I say to him, after dying of laughter for the like, 10th time, so like, I don't care about what we do.

“They basically do not want to have a care in the world where like, destructive students the weird ones.”

Why exactly are you always kept up with the weird ones? “I remember back at summer school, the kids were so afraid and they basically thought you we're going to kill them if they talked bad about you. So, they would go out of class and so to secretly about that's how scared they were of you.”

“I guess it was the best thing that ever happened to me.” He says with a nice smile.

“For you, you love to stay away from people and you'd love people to stay away from me.” I could never understand are you c