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"Coming to the party after class?" Noah puffs out a smoke before my face making me look away and lean back on the wall. We stood behind the walls of the blue pristine building where we attended our classes. I stressed about the dreaded interviews for my job hunting. Life wasn't getting any easier. And my parents expected much more after they heard of my plans to study more. In reality, I was just avoiding interviews. Instead took the liberty to put some of my dad's money he offered me in classes. Not that I liked studying. But it was a getaway from the reality of adulthood. I didn't wanna go back to living with my parents. I wanted to leave them alone. Even though they didn't mind. I rather live with my messy roommates than look like a freeloader. "I don't know.." dragging the words

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