This lecture is the most boring thing I have ever forced myself to listen to. I can’t keep my eyes open. What is the professor even talking about? Where is that guy who always comes in late? Focus Gordy, focus. You can’t worry about other people’s problems. It’s ten after. Really, it’s only been ten minutes? It feels like time is crawling by. He’ll be here any minute. I need sleep....
I jolt awake when late dude pokes me in the ribs.
“What’s he talking about?”
“No idea.” I reply.
We don’t speak again. I don’t even know his name.
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