[Potironette]

Luck glanced at his work from the previous class. Boring. He'd rather finish it in one quick go then move onto something more interesting.
"Like what?" One classmate had fired back when he mentioned this out loud.
"Who cares what." He'd replied.

By the middle of the period he'd finished coloring in the work. It was messy, but plausible. It wasn't as if he had great artistic sensibilities in the first place. It'd looked like he'd put in hard work for being diligent and just having the handicap of a non-artistic fellow. He handed it in.