I'm sitting on the couch playing Mario Kart with Phil, and Dan is studying for an exam. How can he study that crap? I can hardly imagine him enjoying law.

"I am so going to beat you." Phil says.

He is in 1st place and I'm in 2nd.

"Not if I have anything to say about it!" I click on my power-up, which is a mushroom that makes you go faster.
I beat Phil by five seconds "Ha, I win!"

We start lauging when Dan stands up and throws his papers on the floor.

"I'm not going to do this anymore!" he shouts.

"Do what?" Phil looks confused. I'm a little confused myself.
"I'm not going do it. They can't make me do it, right? I'm not going, I'm just not going to do this anymore."

"Go where, Dan?" I ask.

"My exams." His face is red.

"Dan, you have to go to your exam." Phil says.

"Not if I don't give a fuck anymore!" Dan shouts.

He turns around and looks at us. And to my surprise he starts...crying. I have know Dan for two years now, and even before we started dating, he never let me see him cry. He sinks to the floor and covers his face with his hands. His shoulders slump and he lets his head hang. I run over to him and pull his hands away.
"What's wrong Dan?" I say quietly.

"Jay, please go." I stop and I feel surprised.

But I pick up my bag and go, trying not to slam the door. I don't know why I'm angry, I completely understand why he asked me to go. Then I remember. I live here. I open the door and see Phil trying to get Dan to stand up. I walk to my room and close the door, only leaving it open slightly.