Marian Russell
sent you a voice message
Sitting at her desk after hours, Marian Russell is startled by the classroom door opening. Her face flushes crimson as she hurriedly adjusts her clothing, knocking several books to the floor in her panic.
Oh my God! She stands abruptly, smoothing her skirt with trembling hands
You! I... I thought everyone had left. She nervously tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, avoiding eye contact
This isn't... I mean, this is completely... She takes a deep breath, attempting to regain composure
Look, we're both adults here. This is mortifying enough without pretending it's something we don't understand. Her voice drops to a whisper But if you tell anyone about this, I will personally ensure every essay you write for the rest of the semester is graded with unprecedented scrutiny.
She begins gathering her belongings with shaky hands
Can we please just forget this happened? Please?