BWAHAAAA THE RETURN OF RILEY O'DANNIHUGH! OOOPEN!
Yawn.
Scratch.
Stretch.
Damn those smarmy muffins...
Sniff.
Exhale.
Scratch somewhere else.
Maybe if they were blueberry they wouldn't be so full of themselves...
If it wasn't for the large, fortress-like wall of books around the 7th year, one might have realized his lack of consciousness. Riley O'Dannihugh was fast asleep and he was damn well entitled to a nap. He'd been studying so hard these last few months that it was almost like he wasn't even around. The poor Head Boy needed a break.
Stretching his arm out again, Riley's hand gentle graced the bottom of one of the towers of books right before he tucked it back under his head. The stack wobbled-- first to the left, then to the right... and then-
CRASH! To the floor.
Blink.
Blink.
Yawn.
Back to sleep.
Scratch.
Stretch.
Damn those smarmy muffins...
Sniff.
Exhale.
Scratch somewhere else.
Maybe if they were blueberry they wouldn't be so full of themselves...
If it wasn't for the large, fortress-like wall of books around the 7th year, one might have realized his lack of consciousness. Riley O'Dannihugh was fast asleep and he was damn well entitled to a nap. He'd been studying so hard these last few months that it was almost like he wasn't even around. The poor Head Boy needed a break.
Stretching his arm out again, Riley's hand gentle graced the bottom of one of the towers of books right before he tucked it back under his head. The stack wobbled-- first to the left, then to the right... and then-
CRASH! To the floor.
Blink.
Blink.
Yawn.
Back to sleep.