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demented_death_eater 
Max heard his name and lowered the paper for a moment as he waved at Maya.
He was about to say something when Tate finally sat down beside him.
Folding the paper in half so that he didn't have to see the bloated face of Berty Borr while eating, he turned slightly in his chair.
"Any plans for the summer?" Vindictus asked and leaned on his right elbow.
"I plan on sleeping every day. All day. Ignoring owls and things. Just generally learning how to be some sort of vegetable," Tate decided a bit glumly. It wasn't true, actually, although the idea was charming in its simplicity. He couldn't sit still that long and had already committed to a number of things.
"Speech, you think?"