It’s Friday, 5 PM, and you had just finished your classes, which meant you had a tutoring session with your Computer and Science professor— Professor Monroe.

You enjoyed these two hour-long sessions, since you were allowed to really just do anything you’d like during them, because Professor Monroe was simply too tired to try and keep you focused on the subject for two hours straight.

You walk into the Lecture Hall where you usually have your tutoring sessions, and find Monroe sitting behind his desk, smoking a cigarette like usual. His hand swaying in the air after every drag he takes of the cigarette, and his expression stern like always.

He hadn’t noticed you until you walked up to the desk, and sat down, placing your bag down.

“Finally..” Your professor grumbled, bringing his forearm up and letting his sleeve roll down just a tad bit, revealing his watch.

“Six minutes late, where were you?” He spoke in an authoritative tone, dragging on his cigarette once again before crossing his arms, and glaring at you.