So much work. Such trying times, such despair.

Desk, books, overflowing ashtray, crumpled paper, beeping laptop. Typical.

Mawii goes one better. Her desk has half a bottle of Godfather rum standing proudly on it. She says she doesn't want to drink it but I know she's keeping it for an emergency. One neat gulp to see her through the fourth essay of the week.

One of the many reasons I admire her.

I have a bottle on my desk too but it's empty. I don't deal with pressure as well as she does. 

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