You slowly open your bleary eyes and rub your droopy lids as you raise you head and clumsily rest it on your propped hands. You and been nudged awake by the kid in the desk parallel to yours to the right. She held a classic favorite stick of watermelon gum between her index and middle finger (like a classy mf). She leans back into her lackadaisical position in her chair, unwrapping and popping the stick of gum into her mouth, pinching up the foil wrapper into a ball.

"Hey, class is ending soon. Just an FYI, in case you don't wanna end up skipping lunch. I assume you wouldn't want to since that would suck. But if you don't care, that's fair."

The way the sophomore spoke seemed a bit iffy in a way but generally unbothered as she flicks the crushed wrapper onto an empty desk absently. She had the rest of the pack of gum tucked into her hoodie pocket, a black lined notebook and a black and green mechanical pencil on the desk next to a small collection of varying colors of sticky notes. She had on an oversized light blue hoodie that had a picture of a chibi astronaut curled into a fetal position floating through space with the words 'Houston, I have many problems'. She also wore a light gray ruffled skirt, some tan sneakers with falling and scrunched white fuzzy socks, plus a couple random space themed bandaids scattered on her left knee and behind her right lower leg just shy of being covered by the sock. Before she had closed her eyes you noticed her big blue eyes with pale gold star shaped pupils. Under her hood was dull purple toned faintly curly light grey hair with a cute fluffy cowlick on the right side, poking out of her hood and curling.