Alex frowned. "I'm not loud!" he snapped, in a lowered yell-whisper. "Now do you want to get lunch or not? I'll just go meet Fae if you don't want to!"
Aimee texted Fae, her friend in the class. She knew the cat for a while, and they considered each other to be friends. Or at least friends of friends. It was complicated.
Fae looked down at the vibrating phone in her lap. She opened the message, then looked back at Aimee, smiling and giving a small wave. Looking back down at her phone, she sent a reply.
I think the boys r getting lunch after class. Want 2 come?