Adrik, did not get normal hangovers. Adrik, instead, received
studying hangovers, known as spending too many hours lying in
your pain and misery and reading books too big for a single human
to comprehend.
Adrik shuffled around on the table for his glasses, and was
relieved to find they weren't broken. Well, that's one thing, at
least. He put them on his nose and glanced about the room.
He was in the library. Well, that was something, at least. Knew
where he was... sorta... typical..
He gave a yawn. Ow. Painful bones. Motion denied.
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
I grabbed my bag and emptied it out, putting in everything i'd need
for school and then some. I then proceeded to sprawl on the floor
until it was time for class.
"Wanna... wanna break character in response to the brackets." He
yawned. "Whatever... whatever that means... no understanding...
tired... Wanna sleep... school... too early..."
to be aesthetic or not to be aesthetic
that is not a question because I am not aesthetic at all and nor is
this signature
Luna woke up with a start back in her room. She had fumbled through
her backpack, pulled out some stuff, and kept looking through, then
suddenly yelled. "WHEREISIT?"
Annebeth woke up to Luna yelling "WHEREISIT?" She yawned, picked
herself up, and got ready. With a quick glance, she saw Luna going
frantic about something in her backpack. Annabeth sighed. "Keep it
down, deary. People are trying to wake up." She said.
she wants to dance like uma thurman /
bury me till i confess