I did my best to recruit more girls for my intermural idea, but I’ve been hitting bricks and air balls if we want to get metaphorical here (then again, all my metaphors were sports related).
I started asking around and I then found an unlikely senior who was reading something from Sylvester Wheeler. It looked like a nonfiction book though.
She looked up and saw me.
“Can I help you?”
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