I blinked against the sudden light as I and Sloane stepped out of the examination hall. My lungs expanded with a shaky inhale.
Sloane walked beside me, clutching her paper like it had personally offended her.
“I need a massage,” she grumbled.
I let out a breathy laugh. “Me too.”
We wandered to a shaded bench under a tree near the academic quad. It wasn’t far from the hall, so I figured it would be a good enough place to wait for Alexander. He had texted me hours before the exam started that he wanted to see me.
As we sat, Sloane leaned her head back dramatically and groaned. “Please tell me you flopped that last short essay.”
“Flopped?” I scoffed. “I vaporized.”
She turned to me. “What was that phrasing? Exemplify how consumer loyalty intersects with brand moral consistency i
