 Help us we're a bunch of letters stuck in this box !!
Freeman resented being referred to as 'a straggler'. He was on time. Class had not started. It wasn't even the top of the hour yet. Phbbbbt.
"Good morning, Professor," he greeted, hiding a rather cool tone. It was expected to greet your professors. He would meet social expectations, even if he didn't know if this class would be meeting his expectations.
He sat next to a girl who was wearing rather large, impractical, purple shoes. With studs on them. He pointed. "Excuse me," Freeman couldn't help interject, "Are those going to be beneficial to the learning environment today?"
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His glass is half-empty. And it's not what he ordered. |