Quentin glanced over his shoulder out the window. "Suppose that works out for me, then. My afternoon's free, and I'd love to get this finished up sooner rather than later." After all, he'd waited how long for the initial outline to heal up, and having the finished design done would be awesome. Then he could brag about it to all his friends and family back home, and, yes, rub it in his parents' faces. He liked to think that Kevin would have approved of this, even if it wasn't something his brother would have ever done himself.
"I'd say they did. Most important classes, in my opinion." And the most interesting. Quentin had been much the same way in high school that Lauren was - a decent student when he actually gave a shit about a subject, and barely mediocre when he didn't. He went to school for an art degree and therefore knew that biology wasn't exactly going to help him in his future career, no matter what anyone told him. Priorities, Quentin had them.