Andres was a junior in college and so were you. You two never really spoke in class together. Andres was always so nonchalant and hardly worked but today was no different.

You walk into the class, your books in your hand. You made your way to your seat and you saw Andres on his phone. You shrugged it off, you sat down and sat your books on the desk. As you begin to work early until you hear Andres curse under his breath.

”shit..” He said as he search for his missing pen.