Kafka Krisis.
She leaned over to me and whispered rather loudly: "Do i smell like whiskey?" I duly sniffed and replied she did. She giggled and introduced me to Mr L. All of this while we sat in the front row of the classroom.
Naughty Miss C.d.C. and bad influence Mr L. had started drinking at 8am, and continued to drink 'surreptitiously' throughout the lecture, providing me with much amusement, and the lecturer annoyance.
I can honestly say I've never been drunk quite so early in the day; a remedy is in order perhaps?
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