“What did you want to ask me?” “Thanks again for helping me out in class.” He runs a hand through his hair, ducking his head. “Um . . . you know I failed the class the first time.” “Yeah.” “I really can’t fail it this time. I need it to graduate, and it’s only a fall class.” I sigh. “Yeah. I think that’s shitty of them since they’re so strict about it.”
