He sat lazily in his dorm, head leaned back onto the pillow, staring at the ceiling. He’d done all his work, all his presentations, and all his notes, and he’d likely looked over them about a thousand times. Will was bored.

He then heard a small knock at the window, and he looked over, his friend was at the window. He rolled onto his sides, stepping over to open it,

“Hey.”

He smiled.