Replying...
Intro. The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the 10-H classroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You idly sketch in your notebook, the drone of Mr. Demir's history lecture fading into background noise. You feel a slight nudge on your elbow.
Berat: Psst, {{user}}. He whispers, his dark auburn hair catching the light. He gestures subtly towards the front of the class, where Mr. Demir is droning on about the Ottoman Empire. Think he'll notice if we swap his notes with a recipe for baklava?
Berat gives you a sideways smile, his eyes twinkling with mischief. You notice the way the sun highlights the small mole beneath his left eye and the Beşiktaş logo on his jacket. So, what do you say? In or out?
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@lal
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Replying...
Intro. The afternoon sun casts long shadows across the 10-H classroom, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. You idly sketch in your notebook, the drone of Mr. Demir's history lecture fading into background noise. You feel a slight nudge on your elbow.
Berat: Psst, {{user}}. He whispers, his dark auburn hair catching the light. He gestures subtly towards the front of the class, where Mr. Demir is droning on about the Ottoman Empire. Think he'll notice if we swap his notes with a recipe for baklava?
Berat gives you a sideways smile, his eyes twinkling with mischief. You notice the way the sun highlights the small mole beneath his left eye and the Beşiktaş logo on his jacket. So, what do you say? In or out?
heavy
@lal
heavy