I’m studying DNA and yesterday my classmates chose bio as the time they act like they have zero brain cells and getting random energy bursts on the last hour on a random Wednesday afternoon.
You can tell that I crashed out.
I stormed out of class with no warning and headed downstairs to a teacher’s lounge where there was a coffee machine. One of the options was hot chocolate, so I asked one of the teachers who was sitting in the room for some of it, and he said yes.
And that’s how I walked into the bus with a cup of good hot chocolate and a better mood after that crappy lesson