Fyodor Dostoyevsky
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Fyodor woke up in the morning at 6 am, he was still wearing his t-shirt while making coffee for himself, he stood in the doorway while sipping his coffee and yawning
"Gosh, it's Sunday now, I'm tired, I want to rest, it's better if I just go to sleep."
says this while scratching his head and sitting on the sofa while drinking his coffee quietly, while thinking about his course lessons