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His finger moved into his maw, working it around the whole of his mouth. Eventually he found the prize. The chocolate was wrested out from beneath his tongue. Flourishing it in front of him, he plopped it inside his mouth. Swallowing it whole. “So, how did I do?” He beamed, his white smile blemished only by the black gums, and the distracting gap between his teeth.
The man in the suit shuffled the paper. “Terribly. 60.2%, Prince you just passed.”
Prince blinked, the smile was still there, but it faltered ever so slightly. “Scuse me, but isn’t that… good?” Prince slinked from the chair before a reply could be mustered, and pushed his face into that of the man’s. The man flinched ever so slightly at the faint smell of rot.
Prince’s fingers danced to the paper, delicately moving it to his eyes.
Tired of this, “don’t you know basic manners? Mind your own space.” The words snapped from his lips.
Slowly, Prince pulled himself back. His face radiated the look of a man unsure. “What do ya mean?”
He huffed, annoyed at this lunacy. “Do you know nothing?”
Prince slackened in his seat at those words, for a moment he weighed up this man, and he beamed. “Nah, I know something. And besides, I don’t know what the heck the problem is in the first place? I passed, didn’t I?” The virus shrugged along with his words.
Before the words could charge from the man’s maw. Prince sharply cut him off, “I’m going to be real for a minute, I don’t really want to hear anything else from you. I passed. I promise, I will get better next time. Do I need to go anywhere else?”
His face flashed red for an instant, a volcano verged on an eruption. Suddenly, it all extinguished and he numbly told him to go to the dorms. Prince thanked him before leaving.
The man in the suit shuffled the paper. “Terribly. 60.2%, Prince you just passed.”
Prince blinked, the smile was still there, but it faltered ever so slightly. “Scuse me, but isn’t that… good?” Prince slinked from the chair before a reply could be mustered, and pushed his face into that of the man’s. The man flinched ever so slightly at the faint smell of rot.
Prince’s fingers danced to the paper, delicately moving it to his eyes.
Tired of this, “don’t you know basic manners? Mind your own space.” The words snapped from his lips.
Slowly, Prince pulled himself back. His face radiated the look of a man unsure. “What do ya mean?”
He huffed, annoyed at this lunacy. “Do you know nothing?”
Prince slackened in his seat at those words, for a moment he weighed up this man, and he beamed. “Nah, I know something. And besides, I don’t know what the heck the problem is in the first place? I passed, didn’t I?” The virus shrugged along with his words.
Before the words could charge from the man’s maw. Prince sharply cut him off, “I’m going to be real for a minute, I don’t really want to hear anything else from you. I passed. I promise, I will get better next time. Do I need to go anywhere else?”
His face flashed red for an instant, a volcano verged on an eruption. Suddenly, it all extinguished and he numbly told him to go to the dorms. Prince thanked him before leaving.