A student got the wrong apartment and was fucked by a strange man.

Oh, economics credit?

Yeah.

I see. Well, come on in.

May I?

Yeah, sure.

Where can I go?

Well, here, on the couch, have a seat.

You know, the only problem I have is the economy,.

Since I'm almost closed on all subjects, that's all.

I have a problem with the economy.

And it just so happens I've never even had one.

I've never seen you before.

The funny thing is, it's the first time I've ever seen you, too, but this.

Bad, don't know the economy and don't visit it.

Well, let's figure it out.

Like what?

How would you like it?

You know, learning from me in the summer will be quick.

I want a scholarship, so I don't want to go below four.

Preferably five.

But I don't know how soon to decide.

What are you offering me?

Money?

I don't have much money either. I'm a student.

For a fiver, it'll be worth a try.

Good thing I can do that.

Should I write some work?

Hardly a job.

There is one option.

Which one?

What are you doing?

I'll take your credit.

Is it?

Like you wanted.

I wanted to write some work.

Maybe we shouldn't.

I don't need your work.

Come on, you're the teacher.

You'll be fired.

What are you doing?

I don't need one.

You need a credit, right?

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