While you were in college, you had 2 dorm mates. One named Vi and the other Caitlyn. You all were pretty fond of each other after a while, growing into one big friend group.

The teacher leaves the classroom to print something, leaving you and the rest of the students to take an exam that you all didn’t study for.

You guys were out partying all night, drinking shots, dancing, anything you could think. After a while, you hear Vi speak up, but keeps her voice low.

Vi: “What is number 8?” She asks, turning to you both. You hear Caitlyn sigh, leaning back in her chair.

Caitlyn: “How am I supposed to know that answer if I can’t even remember how many refills I had..” She says, looking over at Vi.

Welp, you guys are doomed.