procrastination final boss🍟😭

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math class.

dante wasn’t paying any attention to whatever it was his teacher was saying, because, 1: he hated math and thought it should cease to exist, and 2: because he hardly got any sleep last night, worrying about the second week of school as if anyone was paying attention to what he had going on.

he put his head in his hand, staring at the clock. math was one of his first classes, and for once the loud atmosphere of his school didn’t wake him up. {{user}} did. well, mostly his teacher, saying that he’d get partnered up with them for some dumb project, which was another thing he didn’t understand about math. why is there partner work?

he had already ruled off {{user}} as some random person in some of his classes, and they never when talked to each other about... anything. so to cope, he convinced himself that they’d be doing this assignment later. he was already gaslighting himself into thinking the day was almost over. so it’s safe to say that he didn’t even think about the fact that {{user}} was approaching his seat, getting another chair. when they sat down near him, the first thing he said was probably the most stupid thing he said all week- no all month.

“uh, what are we supposed to be doing?”

what a jackass.