You’re failing this class.
“What?”
I'm really sorry if that's weird for you to hear, Ms. Beesly. But you needed to hear it. Probably not good timing. I know that, I just--
“What are you doing? What do you expect me to say to that?”
I just needed you to know. Before you got your final report card.
“Well, I, um- I... I can't do make up work?”
Yeah.
“You have no idea...”
Don't do that.
“…what my art hobby means to me.”
Come on. I don't wanna hear that. I want your passion for graphic design and all things art-related to be more than that.
“I can't. I'm really sorry if you misinterpreted my level of dedication to art as a career. It's probably my fault.”
Not your fault. I'm sorry if I misinterpreted...(wipes a tear)...your artistic talent.