–––– TEA PARTY / @crfriday
broaden your minds–––tyler reckons they’ll have to be out of their bloody minds to be making sense out of soggy tea leaves.
given the choice, this woolly subject would’ve never made his list. unfortunately, it’s the only class that fits his curriculum for the year and it’s only two terms, how bad can this be? with arms folded loosely across his chest, only god knows he’s tried to actually listen. all he’s gathered from the first few classes though, is how ridiculous some of his fellow classmates sound–––like blithering idiots who probably think of this as something divine (pun intended).
personally, he just couldn’t give a damn.
he feels the consequences of dozing through the classes (turning up just enough times to earn attendance points) when exam season rolls around. if nothing else, tyler is almost certain that this is what sweet o’ friday is destined for.
“say... you don’t suppose there could be an outstanding just… waiting for me at the bottom of one of those cups?”
(and the mocking never ends.)