[Uncertainty soon resumes its perch on Connor's features as he sweeps his gaze over the curtains of vines draping the walls, pocked with nooks and ledges from which all kinds of creepy crawlies might descend on them. He has already had a few too many encounters of the giant dung beetle kind.]
Then when the time comes, I'm pushing you in front, daydream believer and homecoming queen.
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Then when the time comes, I'm pushing you in front, daydream believer and homecoming queen.
[You know...like in the Monkees song...]