Sleeping with my Teacher

And go, yeah, I'll give you $1,000, no problem. He's— oh, you're from Dubai?

Sure.

Oh, whatever you— whatever you need. You need my car keys by chance?

He's doing such a good job roasting himself. We don't have to.

I know, it's really hard. Fucking—

I can— I cannot believe I did that. That was— but honestly, like I said, karma's a bitch. And if he realistically didn't need that money, that's on him. I can earn $1,000 any fucking day, I don't give a fuck. But on him, that's fucked. You know what I'm sayin…