MCA #3, Saturday Morning
Sometimes April really hated that she'd decided to take community college classes, because today she had a freaking paper to write that was due at 8 AM tomorrow. As in Sunday. What kind of jerk teacher did that to people's weekends?
The truth was that April usually didn't hate reading for class when the material was interesting, and taking tests wasn't the worst thing in the world either when she was in the right headspace for it, but writing on her own time on a weekend morning... ugh. She really wasn't a writer. So the only way she was getting through this was if she rewarded herself with video game time between paragraphs. And that was exactly what she was doing.
GTA V was a gift from the heavens, seriously.
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The truth was that April usually didn't hate reading for class when the material was interesting, and taking tests wasn't the worst thing in the world either when she was in the right headspace for it, but writing on her own time on a weekend morning... ugh. She really wasn't a writer. So the only way she was getting through this was if she rewarded herself with video game time between paragraphs. And that was exactly what she was doing.
GTA V was a gift from the heavens, seriously.
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