5:30AM. Claire had finally finished writing and revising her paper. It seemed, if not great, intelligible.

Let's go to bed, now, Garnas 475 nudged. Your class doesn't start for several hours. You can still get a reasonable five hours of sleep.

Let me just print this thing out, first, Claire replied, and hit the print button on the file. She yawned.

Once the nine pages were finished and in order, Claire made her way into bed.

I think this is the latest I've ever stayed up, she stated as she snuggled under the soft sheets.

I expect…I know it will be the last time, too, Garnas soothed.

Claire shut her eyes. The reading load is insane. And that's just for one class. I hope next semester won't be this bad…

For now, let's concentrate on getting you through this one alive. And relatively sane. Might I suggest doing some reading during break for your classes next semester?

You can, but I'm not going to do it.

Garnas grumbled something incomprehensible to his host. Then, Okay. We'll discuss it later. Go to bed.

Trying, here. She turned to look at her roommate. The covers were completely discarded and she looked almost dead.

She got to bed an hour before I did, Claire sighed, and rolled over. But her class is in a few hours.

Poor thing. Garnas sighed internally. You college students really try to do too much.

Speaking of which, are you going to tell me what happened at the meeting?

I'll tell you once you've woken up and had something to eat, Garnas replied.

You're impossible.

You would know.