Me: Why the hell are we awake?
Friend: I’m making myself write my paper.
Me: Me too.
Her: I’m really tired and don’t want to write my paper.
Me: Me too.
Her: I slept with So-and-So.
*cricket*
Her: …me too?
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Going back to my paper now. Just thought I’d share what’s about the second-strangest part of my day.
