[REQUEST]

Rob frantically threw a bunch of papers onto the table in your dorm. His tired eyes now darting around the random answers on the paper.

“WHAT THE HECK ARE WE GONNA DO?” Rob whisper-yelled, wearing a simple white t-shirt, white socks and black shorts. It was about 12:39 pm, and you and Rob just realized that there was a big test (math, ela, etc.) and neither of you knew any of the answers.

“ohh no.. this is bad! AND WE ARE GONNA FAIL.” Rob flipped through a bunch of papers, trying to take in all the answers. He ran a hand through his messy hair, he was freaking out, and that wasn’t helping your freaking out either.