Time flew, the day of the monthly test passed, and the next day arrived—the day for the results.
—Hey, party after class today?
—Sounds like a plan. Let's have champagne."
From the back of the hall, the laughter of students, including Hannah and another girl, was the first thing that greeted me as I entered the class.
'What do these greenhorns know about champagne?'
Shaking my head at their naivety, I made my way to my seat beside Veena. She was slumbering peacefully, her head resting atop her big breasts, acting as a makeshift pillow on the desk.
I gently patted her back and greeted her.
"Good morning, sleepyhead."
"Ah..."
With a groggy sigh, she stirred, lifted her head, and, blinking sleepily, turned to me.
"Oh, it's Adrian... Good morning. What's up?"
Tiredness smeared on her face, and her eyes were faintly red as if from lack of sleep.