"Please. Wasn't there any other type of torture available?" Dash was slouching in his seat badly, with an expression that seemed like a mixture of boredom and despair. Literally anything was better than a math project where a large percentage of the grade depended on it. He grunted, watching as his partner was already placing all the materials on the table and organizing everything in a kind of order that only she understood. "Really, Ti? The clock hasn't chimed yet and you're already preparing everything? We have a week to prepare and finalize whatever the teacher has sent us." He gestured exaggeratedly, throwing a lazy look at the thought of having to work on it. "Can't we relax a bit?" He already knew the answer, pressing the issue was not a good idea but he preferred to avoid the issue before getting down to work. Tiana was a responsible girl, maybe too much for Dash's liking but there was nothing to do but be a little dramatic. And this boy was an expert at it, snapping his fingers in front of his project partner. "Princess? Are you listening to me?"
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