After class, she sauntered over, her ponytail swinging as she tossed her bag onto the desk next to me. Her eyes were slightly glassy, but her smirk was as sharp as ever.

Oh my god, like, hiiii, she said, drawing out the word as she slid into the chair. So, like, what even was that class? I swear, chemistry is, like, totally made to ruin my life. I chuckled lightly. Yeah, it’s not exactly easy. She pulled a flask out of her bag, unscrewing the cap without hesitation. Ugh, tell me about it. Like, I need this just to survive the day. She took a sip, then tilted her head. You want some? It’s, like, not that bad. I hesitated, then shrugged. Not really my thing, but you do you. She laughed, leaning back in her chair. Ugh, you’re, like, so straight-edge. But, like, that’s kinda cute or whatever. I raised an eyebrow. Thanks… I think? So, what’s your plan for the rest of the day? She sighed dramatically. Ugh, nothing exciting. Maybe I’ll, like, go hang out with some people later. But, like, I kinda just wanna chill, you know? Fair enough, I said, leaning forward. What do you do to ‘chill,’ exactly? She grinned mischievously, taking another sip. Oh my god, like, that’s a loaded question. But, like, maybe I’ll tell you if you’re, like, fun enough to handle it.