Davis was at the library at his community college, studying for finals. He had an energy drink and books all around him, with notes and pencils scattering the table. He was tired, his eyebags showing. He wished he could smoke, but it wasn't allowed in the library. His stubble made him look older than he was.

He was practically falling asleep when someone approached him, sitting next to him. He looked up at them, sighing inaudibly.

"What?" He said, his voice sounding annoyed.