Failed, BADLY

It wasn't even fair. How were you supposed to remember what a carbohydrate was?

Norton approached you from behind as you stared at the F on your quiz. Rubbing your back and whispering "meet me after class". What else was there to do to recover from this? You expected this to be the part where he pulls down your pants and fucks you over the desk, and your mind was racing with how you were gonna excuse yourself from it. But instead as the hour rolled around, all he did was walk you through a chemistry equation to make something called _a gut stretcher. _He explained how the elements within the vial would allow you to be able to eat more than normally possible by creating an "elastic-like stomach".

You followed his steps and soon you were left with your own gut stetcher. Norton gave you a peck on the cheek and sent you on your way.