Clover's P.O.V
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"Okay, one more time," I said to Truce.
"It's almost one in the morning, Pudding," he replied, giving me a stern look.
"Just one more," I repeated.
"Clover, you don't need another round of flash cards, you need sleep."
"I know, and I will sleep," I replied. "After one more round."
"No, you're going to sleep now," he stated. Stated. As in, closed and confirmed.
"Just give me the flashcards," I grumbled as I stood up and walked towards him. "I'll just do it. You can go to bed if you're so tired."
I reached for the flashcards, but Truce pulled them out of my reach.
"Clover, you know everything already," he said slowly, like he was talking to a child. "You have all these terms mastered. You're going to ace your test. But you need a
