CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 412

"..."

Windsor Myres froze for a second, then burst into laughter, "Gotcha! The model doesn’t match."

Mia Ginger gave her a speechless look.

Windsor squinted, scanning the room, and asked her, "Where are the others? Why isn’t anyone here?"

Final exams start tomorrow.

Logically speaking—

The scene should be one of intense review sessions right now.

"Hmm," Mia spun her chair a bit, frowning slightly, "Mina Lee hasn’t arrived yet, and no clue about Camden River. Blair Chester and Wren King probably went to get things photocopied."

"Cheat sheets, huh?" Windsor chuckled twice.

Mia shrugged, "You know? Their attendance this semester was just so-so, so naturally they’ll have to focus on the exam results."

"True." Windsor nodded thoughtfully and said to her, "Then give Wren a call."

"Why?"

"Tell them to bring back a few more photocopies, share the wealth."

"..." Mia was rendered speechless.

After a while, she pouted, "No way. They didn’t offer to share, I don’t want it. If you do, go ahead and call them yourself."

"Come on, Mia." Windsor looked at her and suddenly pouted, acting spoiled, "You know me, I’m too lazy to talk to them, especially since Blair’s the one doing the copying. How can I ask her? You should do it..."

"I don’t need it." Mia glanced at her, "We’ve hardly learned anything this semester, nothing worth copying."

"Well, I need it." Windsor nudged her shoulder, "Just ask for a copy for everyone in the dorm, it’s no big deal."

"..."

Mia was shaken by her persistence, reluctantly nodded.

She called Wren, asking them to bring back four copies of the photocopied review notes.

——

Evening, eight o’clock.

Everyone was in the dorm.

Except Mia and Camden River, the other four were busy preparing cheat sheets.

Mia climbed into bed, and while texting Koa Jackson, she quietly watched for a bit.

The summary Blair brought was a compilation of review notes from a neighboring class, and while it seemed comprehensive, she doubted its usefulness.

After looking it over briefly, she set it aside.

Windsor climbed into bed, glanced at her, and murmured, "Looks like we’ll be sitting near each other, remember to help me tomorrow."

Mia looked at her anxious expression and couldn’t help teasing, "Usually you act so carefree, how come you’re so nervous about exams now, scared of failing?"

"Of course!" Windsor rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Fail more than three courses and I’ll have to repeat a year, how embarrassing. You know I have barely been attending classes, always hanging around with Camden River."

Mia smirked, "Got it."

"Alright then, tomorrow I’ll try and write on my own first, if it doesn’t work, I’ll call you."

"Mm."

Mia replied, and suddenly her phone rang.

She stared at the screen for a second.

Sitting up, she smiled and said, "Brother Sutton."

"What are you up to?" Mason Sutton’s gentle voice came through.

Mia answered earnestly, "Studying?"

"Final exams?"