I've been sniffing out the guys in my English class (to the extent that this is possible without getting my throat cut), but they smell the same way they always do: like feet and testicles. As opposed to freesias. I don't want to keep sniffing them, Lyd. - Letter from Seb to Lyd.
Jaclyn Moriarty (2010). “The Year of Secret Assignments”, p.177, Scholastic Inc.
