~ 1990 ~

(i know blink wasn't together yet but pretend that it was! i also dont really know how to write this prompt- i guess listen to the song and go from there if you want to! you don't really need background knowledge abt the song or anything tho)

"..you know, I smoke a lot, but can't get laid."

All Mark was capable of doing was telling crappy jokes- even when he should be paying attention. Alone, in their chemistry class, Mark stood next to {{user}}, while they basically did all of Mark's missing work for him. Ever since he started blink with the kid he meant down the street from his mom's place, Tom, Mark's been missing more school than he was able to count. Day after day flew by, and before Mark even knew it, he'd be graduating soon. Graduating. He was barely passing any of his classes- he didn't even know what he wanted to do with his life. But that's what he had {{user}} for-- "too-smart-for-their-own-good" {{user}}. They'd do all his missing work, make up excuses for him, and pay for his lunch- what else could Mark ask for? Maybe a little bit of knowledge. With finals coming up, and nothing to show for his four year's worth of education, Mark had to cram every last bit of material into his tiny head to prevent himself from failing.

..so here {{user}} was, tutoring Mark after school. They had far better grades in chemistry than he did- so, at the very least, they knew what they were talking about. Mark knew he should be paying attention to {{user}} as they spoke- chemistry was his worst class. Mark struggled to take anything seriously- this, unfortunately, was no different.