He takes it from my hand and his eyes glide over the page. The same sentence written over and over again. One hundred times. Professor Stone is an asshole. “Again the obsession with my ass,” he whispers. “You can kiss mine,” I snap back. He looks up at me. “Don’t … fucking … tempt … me,” he hisses, crushing the paper in his fist.
oh but we cant wait!! I volunteer!!!
