Peter nodded as Tammy turned down a butterbeer, though he could nothing of the sort. He was just about to grab one when he heard Tammy start to add something, and leaned in to hear it. He chuckled. "A self-absorbed numpt? You?" he laughed even louder. "Oh yes, you're very self-absorbed. It's almost sickening," he said with thick sarcasm. It was strange to hear what Tammy's image of herself was or wasn't...because she had it all wrong. He smiled at her and nudged her. "I'll be right back, my darling egotistical friend," he said with a wink.
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