To My Math Class Fantasy

Hey. Cute boy. Yeah, I’m looking at you. Wanna do a problem together? I have a calculator. A love calculator, that is.Dr. Love said we have a good chance at love. Like 95 percent. I just googled it. Okay, to be fair, I did have to plug in your nickname instead of your full one. Otherwise we’d be at like half that. It’s ok though, love knows no bounds, like that infinite asymptote you’re drawing up there.Oh, oh yeah. Lemme help you with your graph. I’ll be the sine and you’ll be the cosine. Wanna draw the tangent to my curves? Just kidding. But not really.I scoot closer to you. You scoot a little away. Oh you, eyelashes flutter. I know your game. Playing hard to get. It’s okay. You want me to chase you. How about from Dunbar to the Church on Tuesday night at 9:25?Come on. I’m reaching the end of my limit. Can’t you just solve this for me? Give me an equation. How about the integral of ex?How much more obvious could I be about having Tuesday evenings free. I told you that all I do is watch reruns of The Big Bang Theory from 9:30-10:00 every week. Come on over. I’ve got a good idea…Let’s re-enact the big bang?