Sleeping For A Week || Wade and Peter
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With a cup of coffee in his hand and a backpack filled with more books than a small library on his back Peter walked towards the dorms. Every now and than he took a sip from the waters of life aka coffee, to keep himself awake. But not even halfway there the cup was empty and he had to throw it in the trash.Â
His eyes started to feel heavy and it felt as if he never stopped yawning. Despite being smart Peter didnât really know, or better said care about his health. Homework was too important and so were his weird science projects. He could sleep later but progress was important. And even though his aunt tried to show him that that wasnât true he couldnât help himself.
But his body had limits and it decided that enough was enough. Luckily a bench wasnât too far away and Peter finally decided to rest. Even though he didnât plan on it the second he sat down he fell asleep. And not more than three second later he woke up again. So he did the best thing he could think of, slap himself in the face to wake himself up. The sound of a hard slap filled the air. Followed by the sound of pain.Â
When Peter looked to his left he suddenly noticed that he wasnât the only one on the bench. ââGood afternoon.ââ Peter said casually, hoping that the other didnât hear. Although it was impossible he didnât.
