( it's a good thing he doesn't call her a whore, because that would just put a real damper on the whole 'offering her assistance' idea. not that she knows he needs it yet, but... still. definitely for the better that he holds his tongue on that.

as it is, kimberly wrinkles her brow at the mention of a smoke. she's a millennial who's grown up on anti-smoking health campaigns, so while she may or may not have experimented once upon a house party with a joint or two, tobacco has been absent from her life since before she can remember. )

A drink I can do. ( she'd offer him a swig of her water bottle, but she's pretty sure that's not what he has in mind. ) But I have to know: what's your story here, huh? New Year's resolution, losing a bet? I don't normally get very many guys your age in class.