"my grades are lower then my will to live, honestly" dan said and laughed under his breath.
"and how high is your will to live?"
"a four out of ten will to live"
"okay, so your grades arent too bad?"
"i have had an F in gym class for as long as i can remember, i have D or E in the rest of everything apart from music which i have a B in"
"how can you be so good in music?" phil asked.
"i dont know, im good at singing and i can play the piano and apparently that was good enough for a B" dan sighed. "im not gonna get anywhere in life with these fucking grades"
"you will, dont worry, or you could just be with me, i have pretty good grades honestly"
"sure"
"why are you two talking about grades while watching a movie?" phils mom said when she walked into the living room.
"eh, i dont know" phil laughed.
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whats going with the updating @ myself??? i need to get my shit together ~🐝
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