"Well you ordered it," Wendy uttered, glancing curtly at Christophe first and ignoring his previous statement. "Also, pay attention," she added. The subject was boring her. Plus, she disagreed with the point. It was stupid, really. What is the difference in having a...
"It doesn't," Wendy replied, annoyed. Her fingers tapped impatiently on her thighs now and her teeth was clenched tightly as she had no choice but to listen.
"The coorporations are just asking for more money from the government, and so the government get it from the students..."
"Oh good, a hippie," Wendy mutterer quietly to herself. But she dared not pick a fight. She knew these kinds of people, those who would only give her a massive headache. "This 'activists' just had been getting a lot of hype, so I thought it would be a good idea," Wendy whispered to Christophe. Her feet was tapping the floor now. "Obviously a bad idea," Her eyes was searching the room now, from the fire extinguisher, to the fire alarm, then the small stacks of paper that cluttered the floor. She smirked. "Hey, do you think you can get us out?" Wendy grinned, nodding over to the fire alarm.













