After a quick enquiry, Trish at the front desk, tells you, “this morning’s sociology is in Portakabin 4. Out behind the tennis courts.” You rush away with a blurted “thanks” and within minutes you are outside Portakabin 4. Through the windows you can see Vic Vic in his corduroy blazer with regulation suede elbow patches. Scanning the class you see a few familiar faces, and two rows from the front, the blond bob of Bae’s hair, her resting aloof-face gazing at a notional point three feet behind Vic Vic’s head.
Do you summon up your courage and knock on the door? (goto 08)
Do you wait until class ends? (goto 02)
Or do you decide that Bae is never going to help so you might as well give up right now? (goto 68)