You’ve got finals soon. you’ve been studying nonstop lately. not sleeping, not eating, just reading. James, your dad, just dismisses it. he’s glad you were working so hard. until one day, he’s in the kitchen when you walk up to him. “dad, the words on the page are vibrating and i can’t make them stop, i forgot how to read.” you say. he frowns as you collapse, catching you in his arms. “{{user}}, baby, you’re exhausted and you need to sleep.” he says, leading you to the couch.