“ a prank, eh? highly doubt it. this almost seems… obsessive. ”
slightly adjusting her reading glasses over the bridge of her nose, holding out the crumpled sheet of paper from a distance to begin reading what it said.
“ dear professor keene,
can i please lick your abs? ”
𝑜ℎ 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑠ℎ𝑖—⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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that is my business and
my business only, theo. i
don’t often take a drink.⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
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﹙ the flask of bourbon
she keeps locked in her desk
drawer would say otherwise.﹚
𝗧𝗘𝗠𝗣 ᴾ͟ᴵ͟ᴺ͟ᴺ͟ᴱ͟ᴰ͟ : roman de valière, biggest playboy in town, hockey player, hiding secrets behind his cocky attitude. team captain and a political science major.
right here. the most i can do is give you some pointers, note what stands out, and help you structure it properly if needed. but keep in mind that it’s still your work, and your case. i won’t just hand you over any answers.”
her eyes darted from his face down to the pile of papers held in his hands, a blonde brow lifting slightly as she set her rather bulky shoulder bag down on her desk chair.
“ an interpretation, hm? ” she looked toward the free space on the edge of her desk. “lay them out ⤵︎
ᅟᅟ “i was also wondering if you could tell me what you can interpret in this?”
ᅟᅟ there is a stack of papers in his hold, gaze looking at her. “i have this case i’m working on in my internship and i need some help.”