Every man for himself

For the final project in my technical writing class, the professor partnered me with a student named David. Half my grade depends heavily on his insight and expertise on how to build a computer.

Every week, David comes to class with a high-tech flashlight holstered on the right side of his pants. Don't ask me why. Sometimes, when the professor rambles, he plays with the flashlight.

Last night in the computer lab, I caught David skipping out on group work to browse a forum for flashlight enthusiasts.

Did I mention that half my grade depends on him?

Guess which graf I didn't write!