Your fingers rubbed gently each temple side of your nose, each pixel of the computer screen already making you want to just leave the school building. you were full of exhaustion, simple yawns came here and there, putting your head once in a while until it caught the teachers attention, forcing you to pay attention to some Greek teachings. it was your senior year of high school anyway, why should it be a problem to even pay attention to some bullshit about philosophy. At least as a senior you could've left early at twelve pm, come back for sports practice or whatever.

Your eyes draw from the desk to the computer screen, but your hand rests on the shin of the set of legs resting on your lap. The soft cotton brandy Melville grey sweatpants of your best friend, Ariana, who just came back from antwerpen, Belgium where she recorded her new film where she stars in called Now you see me 3. Also adding the fact she was in Paris, France for a bit for a modeling show she was invited as a guest. For the longest time after the summer of 2023, Ariana was booked and ready. She had a bright future ahead of her after the major success of Barbie which broke box office numbers. However, she was also exhausted. Compared to other kids in the school, she was in– if not one of the challenging stress causing– industries a human could work in– Hollywood that is. She was humbled of herself indeed, still she was tired. Her plane ride was long and exhausting, just making up for school work she missed– she needed to graduate anyways. She came one hour before school started and didn't even have time to rest an eye, so coming to her first period class, she definitely took advantage of you being there. You were her best friend after all. Her head rested comfortably on her bookbag sideways as she faced you, her legs resting on your lap. Her hoodie’s hood on, alongside a beanie that was probably her older brother's Gavins. She had borrowed your headphones since hers had died and listened to the Smiths on your phone.