#tea keeper

Slipping into the lecture hall only fifteen minutes late, Ben made his way to the seat he had staked out as being his the first day of classes. Now, normally being fifteen minutes late to class would be horrible, and Ben would probably be stuck trying to find someone who actually took decent notes to catch up, but not in this class. The professor was notorious for starting class at least a half hour late every day. Over half the class hadn’t even bothered to show up yet. One of the people who had shown up, was an old friend of Ben’s who just happened to be his seat mate: Angel José. They had played together in the Creek all those years ago, and had luckily ended up in a lot of the same classes over the years.

Ben gave Angel José a friendly wave as he sat next to them and pulled out his laptop. He’s barely logged in before the chair to his right is moved and it’s usual occupant sits down. George Wilfred Koenigsfeld.

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