Tiramisu for the Postgraduate Offer

My roommate Sue Lynd had gotten addicted to the tiramisu that went viral lately, and always brought a box back to our room every evening.

She always kept telling us how smooth and sweet it tasted, but I never cared for it, until the day before the announcement of postgraduate admissions.

I was reviewing past exam papers when I saw the lines scribbled on the sheet.

[Your roommate Sue Lynd will ask you to get her tiramisu tonight, and then she will leave the room in a hurry.]