Olivia Rodrigo - Favourite crime
Taylor Swift - look what you made me do
Hozier - movement
Steve Lacy - Dark red
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Adja had a life - a pen and paper. She loved those two until her laptop came along.
Her laptop won't let her off the hook tonight. Eyeing the dots orbiting her screen like a serenade, Adja adjusts her glasses. She can wait. She tells herself she can wait.
"Ugh ... screw this!" She jumps off her seat. Consequently, her pen flies, somehow lands on the enter key, and rolls away in fear for her next reaction, which is: "Shit."
"Girl, quit cussing. Come and sleep," Kiki, Adja's roommate, groans.
Adja flips her the bird before glaring at her screen in absolute dismay. She wrote a tale of a fictional cannibal for her assignment, only for her internet connection to misbehave.
And now, it's been submitted. Great. She hasn't checked grammar errors, yet her ever wise pen thinks it's presentable.
"This might be the worst grade I'll ever get -"
"Ugh, enough." Kiki hobbles off bed. After shutting Adja's laptop, she pulls her to their bouble bed and laughs.
"No one cares this much about the essay anyway." Kiki grunts.
"The lecturers do. That's why it's a graded assignment."
"Hm... Did you even like what you wrote?"
That's not the point. The point is:
Mr. John Reynor will care.
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The next day, Adja finds out she is wrong; Mr. Reynor doesn't talk about the assignment as he starts his lesson.
He doesn't say anything for two minutes: just staring. Then his phone rings, and he exits the class, never to be seen again.
Not as a lecturer anyway.
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Adja
Mystery / ThrillerGive her a pen and paper and trust me, she'll create a world beyond your imagination. Adja has always loved to write. If she's being totally honest with herself, writing is all she's good at. And observing. So when she's accused of writing a blog th...
