group projects in med engineering are actually fascinating because you get assigned four people and immediately learn who would survive a hostage situation
for example:
one guy vanished for two weeks and came back with “sorry i got stabbed” which unfortunately wasn’t a lie
one girl communicates exclusively through passive aggressive google doc comments
one dude keeps trying to add AI to our prosthetic design even though it does not need AI. nothing needs AI anymore. free us
and then there’s me. carrying the project like an injured donkey climbing a mountain
we met in the library tonight and somebody started crying over circuitry
not me, surprisingly
tim appeared halfway through with coffees like he was summoned by academic distress didn’t say hello just put an espresso next to my laptop and vanished back into the night
my group stared at me like i had a rich cryptid sugar daddy
honestly? fair assumption
anyway if this project kills me i expect Gotham University to engrave “she was right about the wiring” on my memorial plaque
