Wilted

The pressure of exams ahead is in and I still feel I haven't done enough reading. Am glad last week is in history cause I don't know if I could deal with more drama at the moment. I badly need the highest concentration I can get. I unplug the earphones out of my ears, get out of my library seat and stretch kicking the chair next to me in the process. Good chance I grab it before it could fall and make the loudest noise here. I don't want to risk being kicked out of the library at this time.

Three hours of sleep are enough for me to summarize earth anatomy. My neck is killing me and my stomach is growling with hunger. Looks like the brain depleted all the glucose I had consumed in the morning. With the weather being too cold, I can't disagree more. As am packing my books ready to treat myself to a good meal, my phone vibrates with Mr. Moosby calling. When I hit the end call button, my appetite instantly disappears and I rush to the orphanage.