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 Dean / 31 / Married?(Single if not cool with you.) 6'1​</div>Dean had his things packed. Having finished early grading papers he was going to go, and sneak a blunt before he returned to his miserable life (with/or without) his sexless marriage. He strapped the black book bag on one shoulder before he heard knocking. Who was sticking around to ask questions this late? He wondered before curling fingers around handle of door, and opening it. The site presented to him is a curvy ebony woman. One he'd seen on many occasions. Her work was okay, but nothing great. He extends a hand forward as if to say 'let me see your work' without saying anything at all. He rips the paper from her once it's offered, and examines it thoroughly. Shaking his head, and biting his lower lip. "I can just tell.. You've got more in your gut than this kid. This isn't your best work, and we both know it." He slaps the papers back at her chest, and tightens the strap around his book bag.<br/>
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"Listen if you want to get a good job after college.. You've got to put in a lot more effort. Do you want to be like these sewer rats?" He points to a few fraternity brothers walking by, and coyly smiles at them like the snake he was. "See..that's the problem with this whole system. Everybody's taught it's okay to just put in the minimum.. well, I see you got something great in you, Ava.. and I need to see more of it on paper." Some of it was real, but most of it was a phoned in speech he used to try, and get into freshman's pants. "Maybe we could talk about what type of things you'd need to do to get an A in my class at a cafe..? I'm leaving now, but if you want to grab a cup of coffee I have a few minutes."
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</blockquote>(Thank you for replying! is it okay if I move this to private in my reply, love?)