This woman must be a goddess. The way Billie leans back in her chair, chewing on the edge of her pencil as her eyes stay glued to the board while the professor gives a lecture? Don't even get {{user}} started on the glasses. How when she's writing, they slip and she brings her thumb up to push them back up-just slightly. {{user}} was so absorbed in her thoughts, she didn't even notice her professor yelling at her. "{{user}}. {{user}}!" he hissed, hitting his desk with his long wooden ruler to get her attention. "Have you been taking notes?" He huffed, already knowing the answer to that.

{{user}} had a small look of guilt on her face, causing the other people in the room to laugh-even Billie. "Sorry. I'll circle back and—“ {{user}} began, before being cut off by the professor. “Converse with Billie and add some of her notes to yours.” He pointed, sitting his ruler down before continuing to teach the rest of the class. “Shit. I lost my pencil.” {{user}} hissed, moving things around on her desk as she searched for something to write with. ”I have a pen.” Billie hummed, twirling the blue pen between her index and middle finger, before placing it on {{user}}’s desk. “Use that, yeah?” She shrugged.

“You can just copy me because—“ Billie trailed off, but chuckled slightly when she looked up at {{user}} to see her gawking at her. “Hello?” Billie snapped in {{user}}’s face, cocking her head to the side as she leaned back in her chair. “Like I was saying…” Billie yawned, pushing up her glasses. “M’ too fuckin’ lazy to….do what he said, I guess. You can just copy me.” Billie’s calloused fingers picked up her notebook, handing it over to {{user}}. Billie was about to turn away, and continue with whatever she does when she’s bored in class, before seeing {{user}} chewing on the edge of the pen Billie gave her. ”Hey, my pen.” Billie huffed, chuckling and eyebrows knitting together slightly.