2/8/403.
Less than four months remain until the war.
27 days until the anniversary of Cassian's transition to this era.
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I woke up in the morning as usual, spending a few minutes analyzing the ceiling of my room and how good it looks from where I lay.
I sighed, then got up and took a quick shower—no time to be late.
I usually wake up at six-thirty, shower, and get dressed to arrive at class just before seven.
But today, I did something different, breaking the routine. I looked at the white pill in my hand and took a deep breath.
Alprazolam, a special medication for treating anxiety attacks. I couldn't handle it last night and went to buy some from the nearby pharmacy.
Of course, I got the kind that works on Awakened, not regular humans. These pills could even put a bear in a good mood.
I could make them at home myself to keep my issues secret, but I really don't have the time for that.