"*sigh*... It's three in the morning… and I have to get up at eight for my first class… Maybe that's why we were supposed to leave yesterday," I mutter to myself as I lay down on my bed, with my onesie on.
Mia had already gone to sleep in her room, so I kept my eyes closed until I fell asleep.
…
"So tired," I muttered to myself as my alarm went off.
The beeping activated my fight or flight instinct, so I immediately jumped out of bed.
"Fuck this alarm," I mutter, but the anger was washed away as soon as I noticed I had only ten minutes to get to class.
I was still in my onesie, but it was too comfortable to leave, so I just prepared my bag with my tablet that projected something akin to a computer and brushed my teeth.
Mom wasn't here, so I have nothing to fear about not changing out of my onesie.
As I ran out of my dorm, I noticed a stray hoverboard leaning against the front of the metal building.
