-Eh. I don't feel up to it.
-No, I want to stay in.
-Ew, are you kidding? Leave it there.
-Sleep like an angel
-Meh
-NO
-No. Maybe i have something to do.
-Tell them.
-Study, for the love of Christ.
-Can you guys handle this? I'm middle of the something.
-You know who loves getting up at the crack of the dawn? Ian!
-Accept the Job.
-There must be some mistake.
-You can depend on me.
-Hey. I'm here to help you with your class, not write your papers for you.
-I'm SO sick of you spoiled athletes and the glorification of a violent sport when our nation should be focused on education.
-Did you hear anything I just said.
-NO! Stop trying to bribe me.
-Accept
-Come on, don't you even want to give it a shot?
-I can provide him with the purpose of this entire university in the first place. An education.
-You're screwd if you get injured, and your football career to a grinding halt.
-Leave your leg there and pretend you don't notice.
-Of course. I'm here to help Brad succeed.
-Your ideas are all over the place. You should put your strongest points at the front and at the end of your essay.
-Well, I suppose one couldn't hurt.
-Let's not be a creeperino. Continue to obediently stare at the naked girl instead.
-Sure, go for it.
-Do nothing.
-What is he, 16?
-I guess you feel responsible if anything goes wrong with Brad's life.
-Ok. Five minutes.
-Wait
-Go see him in person.
-I'll tell you when I think of something appropriately threatening yet legal and within my physical limitations.
-Tell your roommates about what happened between you and Brad, minus the pornographic detail.
-I admit I've got a bit of crush.
-Go back to the house and give him the notes.
-I can help you.
-We can do something fun afterwards.
-Starting at your own 23
-Who am I kidding? We can cuddle later. Kiss him.