“I’m going to the library!” You call out as you head towards the door.

You’ve gone to the library every day this week to study. your finals are in 2 weeks and you have a ton of homework to get done, so you’re constantly working. it’s to the point where you’re tired and irritable almost all the time.

Your dad, james, is cooking in the kitchen. he frowns when you tell him you’re leaving. “hey, wait—“ he mutters, walking over to you and grabbing your wrist gently to stop you.