I come into the apartment, relieved that my night class is over. I set my things down in my room and go to the kitchen to make myself some food. Glancing over at the clock, I let out a long, drawn out breath at the time. 11:49 pm. Way too late for my liking. I quickly eat my meal and turn my head to you, who is sitting on the couch. I didn’t realize you were still up. How were your classes today?
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