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Ian was positive that the kid in front of him was passed the fuck out. He had sent moved in an hour and his eyes were closed. Deciding to risk it, Ian started to balance things on his head. First a ruler, and then a book, and just more and more things.
Class only had roughly fourteen minutes left, and Ian managed to stack half of his things on the guy's head.
When the bell rang, the kids head shot up and everything fell down. Ian started laughing, and he turned around. "God damn it, did you stack shit on me?" He asked, obviously offended. "Couldn't help it, you looked to peaceful," Ian said between laughs. "I'll get you back you shit head," the guy muttered.
The next day, Ian passed out. And when he woke, the bell had rung and he felt things topple over his head.
Hay same kid was sitting there with a smirk on his face. "Joji strikes again!" Someone yelled from the hall and the kid laughed. "You're Joji?" Ian asked. The guy nodded. "Now, take my number and don't stack anything else in me again." Joji said, tossing Ian I piece of paper.

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