Drew:Why not?
Daisy:Um, because the man literally gives us at least one quiz per class, sometimes TWO.
Drew:Exactly. It’s a quiz, not a test…
He does have a point.
Daisy:The class is only once a week.
Drew:Yeah and it’s mind-numbing.
Daisy:Some of us have to get good grades because we HAVE to get good jobs when we graduate.
I clamp a hand over my mouth at the same time he replies back:Ouch…
Daisy:That was so rude. I’m so sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.
Drew:You can make it up to me by skipping class.
Drew:Live a little…
I don’t love being manipulated, but on the other hand, it wouldn’t kill me to skip the class.
I nibble on my bottom lip.
Daisy:LOL no
Drew:It was worth asking, I guess.
It’s also worth watching him beg, if begging is actually happening here. Hard to tell.
Daisy:Hmmm *taps chin*
Drew:You’re tapping your chin? Does that mean you’re thinking about it?
Daisy:Maybe
Drew:Maybe isn’t a no
Daisy:But it also isn’t a yes.
Drew:But it also isn’t a no, which means now the odds are 50/50. I like my new odds.
Daisy:I guess if you have an argument that could convince me to play hooky…
Drew:So what you’re saying is I can change your mind… Compromise. I like it.
Drew:1. The prof is a wanker whose only interest is hearing the sound of his own voice.
Daisy:**yawns** That has already been established.
Drew:2. YOLO
Daisy:Wow. People are still saying YOLO?
Drew:3. If you haven’t skipped the class this semester, you won’t fall behind. It’s the same class every single class.
He is not wrong, not even a little bit.