"How can this be?" Ceres asked, her hands trembling as she received the papers Eli had just graded. It was her first exam, and she had expected to pass it without any problems. Contrary to her expectations, she had failed.
[Why did you fail the exam?! We need to pass to eat something delicious! I'm tired of eating hospital food!] Ceres wailed in their shared consciousness.
(If we passed the exam on the first try, he would suspect us even more.)
[But I wanted to eat spicy food!]
Belle didn't argue with that. She also wanted to eat something spicy, like a hotpot, but she didn't want Eli to doubt her any further. "Seventy-four percent! Can't you just round it off?" she pleaded, even though she knew it wasn't going to happen.
"That is a seventy-four percent, no more and no less."
"Not even in decimal form? Maybe it's a 74.75%. We can round that off to a 75!"
