"Wait, so why did you want to do this?" I ask.
"Why not?"
"I don't know." I look around the dull room. "It's boring."
"The only the boring about this is the way you are currently thinking." He laughs, propping his legs up on my bed like he owns it.
"What do you mean?" I ask, almost offended.
"The only reason why this room and this situation is boring is because you're letting it be."
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"I would gladly let you pass my class if you do one thing for me."
"What is it?"
WARNING:::: VERY MATURE -- I'm SORRY i even wrote this, i was 17.
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(& OMG!?!? that's insane ily guys so much)