Family Affairs, continued
Vincent grumbled to himself as he sat through another English course. He hated writing essays, and creative writing was the worst of all. He'd come up with a successful constructive formula based on market trends to come up with effective fiction, but his semesters in this hellish humanities component had never yielded him better than an A average. A miserable tarnish against his A+ average otherwise. He refused to let the subject cow him, so he insisted on taking it every year though.
He leaned back in his chair, letting out a heavy sigh as the peon he was supposed to address as 'teacher' rambled on, turning his head towards the window.
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