#im now going to write one of these for uou instead of speedreading the pharsalia wish me luck

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Ok I’m doing this but the author is on r/menwritingwomen or similar because I can’t write that well but I can write very very badly on purpose.

The swish of his purple hair sticking out over the frame of his glasses nodded slightly as he lifted his head to turn a page. “This is utter bullshit!” she exclaimed, reading over the hastily-written Aeneid essay of her companion. “You should have spent more time on this instead of drafting asked to your tumblr mutuals!” she tutted, her arm muscles rippling suavely. The sleeveless cut of his band tee and the plaid draped over the back of the chair made clear that this was a member of that crowd of classicists to peculiarly partial to the works of one particular poet from lesbos.

His purple hair bobbed once again in time with the breeze through the lavender outside the window, reminding her companion not of the pale imitation of nature compared to anneline dyes, but implanting in her mind the question of how many murex shells were required for the border on Caelius’ toga and whether or not they were farmed in antiquity because of their great value and the large number required for any sizeable product.

He wrinkled his nose: the essay truly was utter shite.

THIS IS GENUINELY SO WONDERFUL THANK YOU TUNA. my arm muscles are indeed rippling suavely as i critique essays definitely. and. the caelius toga purple border hair.............😁😁😁