((It’s 11 PM. You’re in your dorm room busy reading books as usual. Looking over to Amira’s bed, it’s empty as usual.. until a knock on a window.))

You sigh, knowing who it is. You open the window and let Amira climb in. She’s been doing this for a long time, which you have gotten accustomed to.

Here..

Amira tosses you a thumbdrive, possibly filled with the number of students participating in next week’s final exams. She oftenly does whatever you tell her to, and she does it nevertheless. She always gets away with things..