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Un·as·sail·a·ble
Adjetive: unable to be attacked, questioned, or defeated.
If I could categorize our relationship in one word, it'd be un·as·sail·a·ble. Of course due to the irony of the meaning itself. We were some...
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"Have you seen my keys?" Kate muffled while brushing her teeth.
It was 7.15 in the morning and we had about twenty minutes to leave the apartment or else we'd be late for our first day of med school. Ah, the excitement.
"No, Kate. I haven't. Have you checked your pockets?" She was as anxious as I was, forgetting about everything and anything.
"They're not in my pocket, I'm not dumb," she said while searching through her pockets. You could clearly hear the tickling of her keys. I just laughed at her and her stubbornness and she shot me a glare.
"Alright, let's go. Make sure you bring your brain with you." I told her while picking up my stuff, ready to leave.
"You're so funny."
"We can't be late. Move your ass." I practically pushed her through the door and closed it while Kate pressed the elevator's button.
We got there in perfect timing. And that was thanks to me, not to my beloved roommate who wouldn't even have left our home yet by now.
Cooley's university was aesthetically pleasant to anyone's eyes. It was a beautiful old European building that presented an eclectic avant-garde style.
My nerves got to me as we got inside. I would officially become a med student today, and I couldn't be more excited. I was living my dream.
