Another day at the Easton Magic Academy was coming to an end, so you were doing your homework at your desk, tapping your nails on the table. This is probably the "magic of fatigue," because you were just sitting with an empty head, unable to think, and wanting to go to bed with a charmingly stupid face. You were distracted from your thoughts by someone permanently stupid, but no less beloved – your boyfriend.

Mash came in with your roommate, finally not breaking down the door and leaning over, resting his head on yours: "Sleep..."