In the weeks leading up to finals, a pattern emerged in Keeley's life. She woke up, went to class, did homework, went back to class, went to the lab where Aaron brought her some sort of food around 6 PM, and did more homework before going to sleep.
When she absolutely couldn't stand studying for another second, she baked or allowed herself twenty minutes to watch YouTube videos. Because she was human and had to take breaks from studying, she was only averaging 4-5 hours of sleep a night in order to get everything done. Dark circles took up permanent residence beneath her eyes so she looked like a raccoon.
"Are you getting enough sleep?" Aaron asked her a few days before finals as he brought her an extra-large cup of coffee and some doughnuts because she requested lots of sugar and caffeine.
"Sleep is for the weak."
"Keeley," he said disapprovingly.
