Mar 29, 2015
shslnerdlords
The journalist finds himself wandering the halls, looking left and right, eyes casting what looks like a suspicious glance at his fellows.
“No....no, they won’t do... hm....”
His eyes finally settle on a student at the other end of the ahll and he rushes towards them, tapping them on the shoulder and flashing them a wide smile.
“Guess who today’s lucky tutor is ...! That’s right -- you! I hope you pay attention in class because I sure don’t and I ain’t about to let my grades go down the toilet -- and neither are you as of this very minute!”
