I was on my high schools curling team. And one time I fell on the ice and my huge ass made a semi-crater (due to melting, y’know). They had to re-Zamboni that ice. Then we lost the game.
the more documentaries I watch the more I hate the world.
He handed us all the syllabus and there was a picture of him at the top of it, so in an act of pure lust I drew a heart around it in pink highlighter.
Then he said he wanted them back for the next class.
Then I offered to collect them, hoping to scramble the sheets so he wouldnt be able to figure out who his secret admirer was.
I was in the clear. Until next class where he said, “Sadia, you left your pink highlighter on your desk, ” and smiled. He clearly wanted me.
The end.