"Heeeeeeeeeeey, Aziiiiiiiiiiiiiii," she said in a sing-song voice. Azi, an African American boy, turned and sighed deeply.
"Damn, it's you? I'm busy. Go play somewhere else."
"I'm sure hitting on Millian can wait." Millian, the student council vice president, turned red and slipped away. Murmer grinned.
"I need a new uniform; this one's soaked, ay? Lend me one? Pretty please? I promise not to get it dirty!" Azi rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, whatever, Kid. Just bring it back tomorrow, okay? And knock next time!"
A few minuets later, Murmur emerged from the student council room dry and happy. yes, she always came out of battle victorious!!