“He doesn’t believe me that I died before I could take my SATs!” I complained to him.
“Tell him that everything I've been saying is true,” I crossed my arms.
“Why wouldn’t it be true?” Ailes seemed equally confused.
“SATs?” Luke questioned us.
“A test people in their last year of high school take to determine what university they will be attending in the future,” he explained.
“People study really hard during this time, almost equivalent to the long hours you study here since they don’t have the time-space rooms,” he added when I gestured it wasn’t enough.
“That’s right!” I showed him that I wasn’t lying.
“Who wouldn’t cry if they always had to study like they were about to take the SATs for over eight years? Wouldn’t you do the same?” I turned to Ailes.
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