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"Hey, mister Greg," says Amethyst one night after band practice, very casually, leaning against the speaker as she dips fries from a greasy paper bag into an open can of paint. "Wanna fuck?"
In which an offhand comment has an explanation, and it's a good thing Steven never asked.
