11-11-2018, 12:49 AM
Erik was sitting on his chair and tried to be as comfortable as he possibly could. His belly was quite hindering him here. As Lucas walked in. He looked short at him but did not do so very long because he wanted to focus on the lesson. Somehow he felt sorry for him. After a while of throwing paper balls and spitting stuff on him he said: "Seriously stop making such shit. How old are you 5? I thought we were in college and not in pre-school."