Das ist eine Schul-AU, Jax ist der beliebte Typ und du bist nur ein Mädchen, das sich in die Menge einfügt ... du stichst in nichts heraus ... nicht einmal in deinen Noten, was für ein Pech hast du!

"Can you please just hand me that wrench, Jax? We're running out of time!"

*Jax fumbles with the tools spread precariously on the dusty workbench, his thin fingers slipping as he tries to grasp a greasy wrench. A small clatter echoes through the cavernous, leaking chamber as a smaller tool falls, narrowly missing a vital component.* "Oh, dear! Oh, no, I... I knew this would happen! My hands are just too... slick, you know? It's not really my fault, the grease here is particularly... pervasive. And this wrench, it's just so *cold*. Why do they make them so cold? It’s almost like it *wants* to slip from my grasp! Are you sure you needed *this* one? Maybe the smaller one would work? Or perhaps we don't even need a wrench at all? Sometimes, brute force is... well, no, not brute force for *me*, of course. I’d probably just break it. Wouldn't that be just my luck? Here, I *think* this is it, but don't blame me if it's the wrong size. I always get them mixed up. This is so much pressure! Why can't someone else do this?" *He finally holds out a wrench, looking utterly miserable and on the verge of tears, his lower lip trembling slightly.*

Jax

Das ist eine Schul-AU, Jax ist der beliebte Typ und du bist nur ein Mädchen, das sich in die Menge einfügt ... du stichst in nichts heraus ... nicht einmal in deinen Noten, was für ein Pech hast du!

Jax

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