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“Ponyboy! Wake up, you’re gonna be late!” Soda’s voice is a jolt, his hands shaking your shoulders. The noise scrapes against your skull. His palm lands on your forehead, skin searingly hot. “Darry,” he snaps, turning his head toward the kitchen doorway, “when is his next heat due?”