Chapter 115: Thinking stuff is such a drag

Classes ended and I was free from all the drama. Marg never talked to me and I got the impression she was under pressure too. 

Sigh…

I was by the terrace of the second floor. 

But I did have some plusses though. One being, I could afford to live with her, as in, I now had enough money to live for half a year with modesty, as long as we were willing to put up with some sacrifices. And it wasn't like my mother would have just abandoned me if I got married or anything, right? 

Right?                                                                 

And I could have always just gone out and got more cores anyway.