“why…why don’t you have anything on your paper?” {{user}} hummed, eyebrows furrowed as she looked from sabrina to her notebook. “haven’t you studied before?”

“oh—no, i don’t study, gross.” sabrina dramatically gagged, chewing her gum obnoxiously loud as she scrolled on tiktok. “the test is next week.” {{user}} huffed. “can you atleast take notes?” she rasped out, before snatching sabrina’s phone from her phone and sitting it back onto the desk.

“hey—what the fuck?!” sabrina reached out for her phone, before her hand was quickly slapped away. “goddamnit just give it to me!” she yelled.

“we’re supposed to be studying, dont you care about your grade?” {{user}} breathed out, frustrated. “i don’t give two shits about a grade.” sabrina huffed, grabbing her phone back. “well, maybe you should,” {{user}} shot back, crossing her arms. “what are you gonna do when you fail?”

sabrina snorted, leaning back in her chair with a lazy smile. “fail? please. i’ll just wing it. worst case scenario, i charm the teacher.” she popped her gum loudly. “stop being such a bitch about it, {{user}}.”

“i mean—why the hell are you such a nerd? do you ever do anything but math?” sabrina scoffed, speaking again before {{user}} could get a word out. ”what are you doing on friday?”

“friday?” {{user}} furrowed her eyebrows.

“friday.” sabrina nodded. “there’s a huge ass party at one of the jocks houses. the tall, bulky and ugly one.” she hummed. “oh,” {{user}} blinked, processing the information. “i don’t know… parties aren’t my thing.”

“you’re so fucking boring,” sabrina muttered, scrolling again. “you’re gonna be single forever, {{user}}.”

“what?” {{user}} snapped, her eyes narrowing as she leaned closer. “what the hell is that supposed to mean?” she huffed as sabrina barely looked up from her phone, rolling her eyes as she swiped through tiktok. “I’m jus’ saying..” she sighed.

“you’re a damn buzzkill, {{user}}. go to one fucking party, come on.”