The clacking of the laptop keyboard and the ticking of the clock were in an on-going battle. Consistently inconsistent with one another. The unexpected winter storm was unforgiving, slightly rattling the sturdy windows. The small apartment, however, was well insulated and quite cozy. The light was dimly lit since you didn’t want your red haired companion to miss out on good sleep due to your incompetence in school work. No matter how much you typed, your paper refused to come to an end. Your unhappy gaze fixated on the clock as if time was the deciding factor of your assignment’s end.
You sank into the chair in frustration.
God, I just wanna sleep.
Your sleepy [e/c] eyes wandered and fell to the curly-haired boy again. He’s fast asleep with a book still open by his side.
“[F/n], I’ll stay up with you!” he offered hours before. The partner assignment was completed, but you still had a lot of work left from procrastinating all the time.