As I walk into the room I notice a professor of mine seated without anybody near him. He looks up and notices me. We both sort of wince. I walk over to him. He asks me how my girlfriend is. When he does this he smiles. Then he looks back down at the cover of the book he is holding.
Have you read this? he asks.
I tell him that I have.
Well.
Well.
I walk out of the room. I haven’t seen my girlfriend in three days. She is sick. I don’t think I’ll go to class this afternoon.
Have you read this? he asks.
I tell him that I have.
Well.
Well.
I walk out of the room. I haven’t seen my girlfriend in three days. She is sick. I don’t think I’ll go to class this afternoon.
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