Ruby Fridays
I knew then I should intervene, yet fear kept my lips sealed.
And so, I tried to stay still, pondering off what he just said. Yet, just then, throwing me off guard, a guy sitting nearby within my space suddenly leaned over and whispered, "Just make something up. That's what I always do to get caught with the time limit and away from that prof's terror shits," Down from his mischievous grins and confident aura, I glanced at his ID card and saw his name — Leonard Weaver.
"Oh, yeah. Thanks," I muttered simply to finally cut off the conversation since that's been my kind of turf since lately. As his voice subsided down in my thoughts, I realized he's kinda' right. I could indeed make something u
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