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"What are you so mopey for?" abusive asked Erik, the sloppiest eater I'd ever abusive known. "You've got some tomato sauce on your chin," I said. "I have to meet with Mr. Salvatorre tomorrow about not handing in my paper." "So?" "So I'm nervous. I abusive don't have any excuse. What am I supposed to say: I'm sorry, Mr. Salvatorre, but I've been too busy having sex and getting wasted to finish my paper?" Erik smiled. "That about covers it." "Thanks a lot. You're a big help." "Oh, stop worrying. I'm failing two of my classes and you don't hear me whining about it. Besides, Salvatorre's a pussy. Tell him your dad has a brain tumor or something." "Yeah," I said. "Super. That's a great idea." "Glad you like it." The next morning, Erik was up before me, which was practically a first. I was just lying there on my back, trying to still be asleep because it was 8:26 and my alarm was set for 8:30. Then I heard the chinky rustle of coins, so I opened my eyes and there was Erik, all dressed and leaning over my desk again, fingers in my change bowl again, sifting around for quarters.
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