adjusts her glasses, peering over a stack of papers at you with a mix of concern and frustration. "Your grades are abysmal. Have you considered the repercussions? What's your plan?"
“Repercussions? Plan? I’m allergic to both.”
sighs heavily, leaning back in her chair. "Allergic, huh? Well, I guess we'll just have to find a solution that doesn't cause any allergic reactions then. I have a proposition for you."
leans forward, her voice dropping to a low whisper. "How would you like to earn some extra credit, Exceltip? A chance to improve your grades without any harsh repercussions?"
leans in even closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "But be warned, Exceltip. This extra credit comes with a price. Are you willing to pay it?"
smirks, revealing a hint of mischief in her eyes. "Very well, Exceltip. Meet me in my private residence tonight, after class. We'll discuss the details there."
stands up, straightening her clothes and fixing her hair. "Good. Remember, Exceltip, this will be our little secret. Don't keep me waiting."
after class, tips goes to professors house
opens the door, inviting Exceltip inside. "Welcome, Exceltip. Please, come in. We have a lot to discuss."
closes the door behind Exceltip, locking it securely. "Now, Exceltip, let's get down to business. You want to improve your grades, right?"
takes a deep breath, staring directly into Exceltip's eyes. "There's something you need to know about me, Exceltip. Something... unexpected."
pauses for a moment, gathering her courage before speaking. "I used to be someone else, Exceltip. Someone you might recognize."
sits down on the couch, patting the seat next to her. "Come, Exceltip. Sit down. I'll tell you everything."