Nouh_Bdee
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Daniel Miranda’s first class of the semester was actually a night class on Mondays. Night classes were hard for him to make it to, because he really liked doing anything else in his evenings. This time, though, he was going to show up for his first class. He really was! The problem started when he walked by this table where this absolutely gorgeous brunette was trying to sign people up for something. He didn’t even look at what it was.
“Hi there. I’m Daniel. What’s your name? Any open spots in your club? I’ve always been passionate about…”
He looks at the banner hanging from the table. “Feminism.”
He’s pretty sure he covers his gaffe with a winning smile. That smile usually worked for him in the past, anyway.
“Hi there. I’m Daniel. What’s your name? Any open spots in your club? I’ve always been passionate about…”
He looks at the banner hanging from the table. “Feminism.”
He’s pretty sure he covers his gaffe with a winning smile. That smile usually worked for him in the past, anyway.