As dawn broke, the home system blared its familiar wake-up call, a shrill reminder that a new day was upon us. Blinking against the bright light that flooded the dormitory, I slowly opened my eyes. The cupboard next to my bed emitted a soft clicking sound, signaling that our phones were now accessible.
With nowhere urgent to go, I nestled back into the comforting embrace of my bed, trying to drift off to sleep once more. Leah and Coco bustled around the room, their laughter intermingling with the sounds of zippers and the rustle of clothing as they prepared for another busy Thursday at school. A wave of melancholy washed over me at the thought of missing the entrepreneurship club meeting; my longing for those creative sessions clashed with my overwhelming need for rest. I resolved to let the club wait until next Thursday when I'd be back to my energetic self.
