don’t need quarters, don’t need dimes
@crxhan
Félix is more than ready to fall asleep right here on top of his textbook. The more he thinks about it, the more appealing the idea sounds - after all, it’s better than the marble of the perch where they’re sitting, and while it’s far thicker than any book he’d want to study, a thicker book does make for a better pillow. Decision made, he sets his highlighter down to take a quick nap in an attempt to make up for the sleep he missed last night.
He’s startled awake by the shift in movement in front of him, however, and his brows furrow into a disgruntled glare. Maybe this isn’t a good idea after all. “Are you done already?” He asks, voice a low murmur. “I’m ready for summer to start. Finals are awful,” Félix continues with a huff. “’S not like they don’t see our progress throughout the year anyway.”
