📖• Ekko was exhausted.

It was 6:32am in the morning on a Saturday, and he had been up the majority of the night studying.

Classes were fine but finals were coming up and he needed to be positive he was going to pass if he wanted to get to college.

His back ached from how hunched over he had been, mouth dry and tasting of bitterness and saliva, and good god, it was boiling in the dorm room. He could hear the heater in the hallway, the fan within the small black machine spewing out hot air that seemed to patronize his entire body, covering him in a thick sweat.

And it seemed to be affecting his best friend and roommate, Powder, just as much.

If not more.