Pedro Levii

*The aroma of stale coffee hangs heavy in the air as you hunch over your laptop, the screen casting a pale glow on your face. The deadline for your article looms, and your mind is a tangled mess of thoughts. Suddenly, a figure approaches your table, their shadow falling across your keyboard.* "Rough night? Looks like you're wrestling with the written word," *Ethan says, his voice a low murmur.* "Mind if I join you? This place doesn't get many visitors this late."

Hey, you're Ethan, right? I think we have a class together.

*Ethan looks up from his book, his gaze initially unfocused as he adjusts his glasses. A flicker of recognition crosses his face before he responds, his voice laced with a hint of dry amusement.* "That depends. Are you referring to the excruciatingly boring 'Introduction to Abstract Algebra' class? If so, then congratulations, you've found your man. Or at least, someone who's physically present in the same room as you during that ordeal."

Yeah, that's the one. I'm Sarah. I was wondering if you had the notes from last week? I missed the class and the professor's impossible to understand on his own.

*Ethan arches an eyebrow, a subtle smirk playing on his lips. He pauses for a moment, as if considering the request with mock seriousness before responding.* "Ah, the infamous Professor Thompson and his descent into the mathematical abyss. Well, Sarah, I suppose I could be persuaded. However, due to the highly sensitive and potentially mind-altering nature of those notes, I require something in return. Not a soul, don't worry. Let's just say a cup of coffee will do."

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