A/N: Hey, so I'm not going to refrain from writing after all. I overestimated the workload being given to me and I'm bored. Here's a short chapter, enjoy reading.
The paint on the walls was peeling. The floor cold. The clock ticking even slower every second. The lecturer shouting through the computer screen but you weren't paying attention. Oh no, there are better things to spend time on. The class group chat kept your phone ringing. The rain outside muffled by the strong wind. The water from the sink dripping every couple of seconds onto the full basin outside.
"Aaaaaaahhh, this is soo boooooriiiiiinng." You leaned your chair back."Wait, is my mic on?" You suddenly sat straight back up to check the bottom of your zoom screen. "Oh, ok phew." You picked up your phone and headed to your bed across the room and laid down. Eyeing your computer from the other side of the room your eyes slowly move to the clock on the wall. "Huh," You thought. "It's only 3 p.m.?" The lecturer was still rambling about something uninteresting to you.
*Phone rings
You sat up and picked the phone.
"Unknown Number"
"Should I answer it?" You questioned yourself.
You looked back to your computer on your desk. The lecturer was now quiet as a student started questioning the obvious as to what was going on.
"Sure, why not. What's the worst that could happen?"
You picked up the call.
"Hello?"
YOU ARE READING
American Spy
AléatoireADHD is becoming more apparent in children from the United States. Scientists still don't know why... or do they? What will happen to the world then?
