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He gestures for me to come to his desk and I unwillingly plod my way over, doesn't he realize I don't have time for this? I do have a class to get to! "Let me get straight to the point," Please do "I want you to tutor" Oh god no..."Noah Kingsley" Kill me now, just straight up kill me, I don't care what with, just do it "Now I know what your thinking" Do you? Do you really? "But don't worry, you will get payment" Okay back up a bit, I've just come back alive, ZOMBIES!! EVERYBODY RUN! "You'll get £30 for each session" I'm pretty sure at this point my mouth was gaping open, I wouldn't just catch one fly, oh no, I would catch a million. It might not seem like that much money to some people, but to me, it was enough to sway my decision. Surely Noah isn't that bad?
I'll Have Your Funeral Planned
