"These textbooks are expensive, man! How the hell am I supposed to get it out?" I waved my arms at him, but he just gave his usual dumb smirk. I liked to think some people could be reasoned with, but Andrew tested that idea to its limit. In his hand was the same packet of gum he had used. "No idea what you're talking about," he retorted. Sitting in the middle was my textbook, with a piece of gum wedged between two of the pages. ![]() "What the fuck is your deal, man? Why do you have it out for me?" I gestured my hand towards my desk. I had a lot of fun writing detailed descriptions of the mom.ĪLL CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE OVER EIGHTEEN. Author's note: I started this story as far back as June and just never got around to it until now.
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