Calvin hadn't recovered from getting no sleep on Monday yet so he wasn't happy about getting up at 9:30 for a lecture today.
All he did was moan, then he had the nerve to complain about me 'moaning' about my kick-ass bolognese I'd cooked and I was looking forwards to eating. This wasn't moaning, it was excessive anticipation, but Calvin can't read emotions -that's why he's such an insolent little shit at times.
He spent most of the rest of the day asleep.
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