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Alfred sighed heavily through his nose. He needed coffee, and he needed it now. Along with a muffin, or two, or three. Depended on how big their muffins were, because some places make huge ones, while others made tiny one-- He was getting off track.

He shook his head lightly to put his mind back in place, and to--hopefully--shake off the desire for sleep. He had stayed up all night trying to create a video game for his class assignment. 

The assignment was to create a short game, so Alfred had picked a dating sim because he figured it’d be easy, and he’d be done in no time, but how wrong he was; even with all the “helpful” guides on the internet, he still ran into bugs and problems with his program. It seemed when he fixed one ten more showed up. Why did he want to become a video game designer again? 

It wasn’t until his stomach’s constant growling that he decided to take a break and get some food. Too bad he missed breakfast at his college, so he had to go down the block to a coffee shop and wait in a long line before he could get his meal.