Once upon a time there was a girl. She liked drawing netball poles with netballs on her notes. Her friend liked them too. Her friend told her so on the canteen table. The girl remembered that just that morning, she had drawn her best ever netball pole with a netball on her inequalities lecture notes. She wanted her friend to have her best ever netball pole with the netball.

"Will you give me your inequalities lecture notes?" , the girl asked.
"Give? no? why?", her friend replied.
"Will you give me your notes?", she persisted.

"But I need them. Do our lectures clash?"
"No."
"Okay so maybe I could lend them to you and have them back afterward?"
"Will you give me your lecture notes?"
"No. I need them."
"Will you give me your notes?"
"Why?"
"I want them."
"But I need them."
"Will you give me your lecture notes?"
Silence.

"Trust me", the girl tried to convey with her eyes. But maybe because she wore her glasses that day the message got stopped by the glass. She wanted her friend to have her best ever drawing of the netball pole with the netball. Her friend liked her drawings of netball poles with netballs.
And she loved her friend, so she tried again.

"Will you give me your inequalities lecture notes?"
"No! Is this a test?"

The girl looked down.
"Will you give me your inequalities lecture notes?"

"No.."

"Okay."