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It was a Monday morning, the clouds hung outside.
Ezra walked slowly to class, he was practically dragging himself with the way his feet dragged across the ground.
After the short break, the one that lasted from Saturday to Sunday, he was finally ready to go back to classes.
Unfortunately, while his mind was okay with it, his body wasn't.
His eyes felt heavy....
Somehow, he wanted to sleep some more, even though he had spent most of his time throughout the weekend today sleeping.
It was odd.
He had never felt the need to sleep before, since he was awake even when he slept he found the people who did it to rest, weak.
Now, he was so tired.
It was strange to say the least.
The sensation where one needed sleep.
Never in all his years of life did he ever feel the need to sleep.
Now, it was happening and his eyes felt heavy, his feet dragged across the floor, and he struggled to stay awake.
