Ah, I'm tired.
I could hear the subtle ringing of my alarm in the background.
Fuck, what time is it?
6:15 am.
Already...?
I pulled up my blanket. The cold air rushed in and I felt as if I had just jumped into an ice bath. My entire body quivered, I could feel the goosebumps rising all over my skin. My clothes, I need to get my clothes.
Putting on the white school shirt, the cold rough material sucked all of the heat from my body as I tucked it over my neck, pulling it down. I might as well have just worn a shirt made of ice instead, it would've been just as effective at warming me up.
Goddamit aren't clothes meant to make you warmer?
