𝐞𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞 || 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬 𝟐

s.r. ~ easy

Tulsa, Oklahoma. Steve Randles' dorm.
Saturday, 1969.
15:09 p.m.

•••

"When are you never sexy?" Steve said as he looks at me up and down. I was standing in front of his dorm room since we had a study date this evening.

"Well, I guess I'm always sexy in your eyes since you consider, me in an oversized cropped t shirt and ripped jeans, that I use every day, sexy." I said, getting into his room. "Hey Soda, you ready for the test?" I asked as I saw him on his bed, looking at his notebook.

"Why did I take economics?" He said. "You wanted your own mechanic shop." I said as I sit on Steve's bed, facing Soda. "Can't we just get to that part already?" "Soda, you'll lose a lot of money if you don't know how to manage money. Just memorize your notes, understanding them is better, and you'll be a good for the test. Easy." I said.

"Right, you have notes from class? Cause I didn't attend last week." Steve said, sitting next to me. "Yeah, I always have notes. Everyone does. Here." I said, handing him my notes.

"Why didn't you just use Soda's notes?" I asked. "Didn't understand a single thing on there." "Hey, this is totally understandable to literally anyone." Soda said. "Let me see that." I said as I walk up to Soda, taking his notebook.

"Soda, this is barely notes. This is barely anything. Here, use my notes." I said. "Oh thank you, Y/n. You're a savior." He said. "Yeah yeah, whatever. Next time, write what the professor writes on the board and whatever sounds important."

"Got it."

The three of us took economics. Steve and Soda wanted to have their own mechanic shop and I wanted to have my own clothing line. I took design too of course, that is my main major.

•••

"There you go, you're done. You know it all." I said as I tested Soda what he knew. "Really? Yes!" He quietly celebrated as I laugh. "I've gotta get back to my dorm. My roommate just got through a breakup." I said. "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow." Said Soda. I waved at him. Steve walked me out and closed the door as we stood outside of his dorm.

"Good luck tomorrow, baby." I said as I kiss him, but he kept kissing me. He let go. "You're nervous aren't you?" I asked. "What? No I'm not." "You kept kissing me out of the blue, that's what you always do when your nervous." I said.

"You know me too well." He said. "Nah, you're easy to understand." I said as we laugh.