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kinda traumatised after watching "the platform"
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I bite my tongue, it's a bad habit Kinda mad that I didn't take a stab at it Thought you were too good for me, my dear
bad habit steve lacy
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Rodrick didn't want to be mad, but he was—even over something so small. He didn't blame you for his anger but he couldn't help but feel that you could've somewhat prevented his anger by not flirting with another man.
His eyes kept glaring daggers into yours and victors heads. Then he'd look at the clock which seemed to be at a stand still then focussing back to the lesson then back to you. It was an endless cycle.
His leg bounced furiously. He gripped the pencil between both his hands before the wood snapped sending splintering wood pieces over his desk.
He let out a groan of annoyance before dusting it off and o to the floor.
"So (Y/n), on Friday there's a party happening and I was wondering if you wanted to come?" Victor asked you.
"Oh um sure, can I invite some people as well?" You whispered.
"Of course." He smiled at you.
Maths as a whole was insipid to you, your shoulders felt sore and your eyelids felt heavy.
The bell began to blare. You hurriedly packed your stuff away and were about to go to your boyfriend when a hand on your shoulder stopped you.
"I forgot to mention, the party starts at eight." Victory said before his hand slipped off your shoulder.
You gave him a quick nod before going to your boyfriend who held a look of distaste.
