It's like the author doesn't know what to do with the professor. Like where tf did my man go it's been five or six episodes in season two and All he got was a few panels
Yeomin better than me. I would've hopped on that sugar daddy dick and squeezed his pockets out. I'm not leaving his House ever. You gon find me walking around in a thong in his house
Someone get me a sugar daddy before I start selling feet pics