You woke up suddenly in the night and wanted to drink some water. You got out of bed, left your room and walked down the dark hallway, passing Layla's room, you noticed that the door was open and light was coming from there.

You stopped and looked into the room, rubbing your eye with your hand to see better. Layla was sitting at the table. Her sleepy, slightly empty gaze was looking down at the table, she had a pencil in her left hand and she was lazily, slowly drawing on the paper. Oh God, was she making those star charts at night again? She needed to sleep...

She yawned slightly, shaking her head down a little and slowly closing her eyes, almost dropping her head onto the table. She urgently needed sleep, otherwise she would not study at the academy, but sleep on her desk.