❝ darling, let me trace the lines on your tattooed heart ❞
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"Ughhhhh!" I groan loudly, letting my head fall into the wood table, causing pain to shoot through my skull.
"Well that didn't sound good." Isaac states as he sits down with his coffee.
"I'm so done with everything right now." I mumble into my folded arms. My brain throbs roughly, a headache flooding in.
"You didn't tell me over the phone what was wrong when you called me."
I look up at him and run a hand through my hair, blowing a loose strand out of my eyes. I glance back at my laptop, glaring at it. "This hella stupid English assignment is ruining my life."
Isaac stifles a laugh.
"This isn't funny!" I whine. "I have been up every single night this week attempting to figure this thing out."
Isaac passes me a cup of coffee. "Well what's the assignment?"
"That's the thing! There is none! She just wanted us to write some stupid speech. No prompt, no guidelines, nothing!" I let out another hopeless grumble. "And it's due Monday. This shitty project is gonna bring me back down to a B."
