What comes is better than what came before.
This is how you pull an all-nighter.
Food. First of all. Tea. Breakfast teas are better, there's enough caffeine in them to keep someone going for a while. Take breaks. Go outside. Smoke. Possibly more than you've smoked in several weeks. Go over the syllabus for classes, write down ideas for what seems like it might be problematic.
Journal writing is out. Not that you've been keeping up with that for very well.
So is writing to Theta. Because you'll just get upset again and he deserves the happier memories, not these. Not the nerves, or the sighing, or the not knowing what the hell to do because Dib hasn't called back.
It's after 2 in the morning and Dib hasn't called back.
More tea. More drafts, more research. Read the news, even though you hate it. Find the roof access, drag yourself, your iPod, and your phone up there. Watch the lights from across the bridge. Wonder what everyone else is up to this hour.
Go to chat. No one's there - he's marked as away. Leave chat.
Stop counting how many times you've checked your phone. Stop wondering what prompted that email in the first place. Stop thinking this is somehow your fault. Stop assuming he's avoiding you. Stop worrying about what might or might not have happened. He could've fallen asleep. He might call in the morning.
Maybe you should sleep too.
But you can't because every five minutes you're checking the clock anyway. Sleep is right out too.
More tea. More cigarettes.
This is how you pull an all-nighter. Return phone call or no.
Food. First of all. Tea. Breakfast teas are better, there's enough caffeine in them to keep someone going for a while. Take breaks. Go outside. Smoke. Possibly more than you've smoked in several weeks. Go over the syllabus for classes, write down ideas for what seems like it might be problematic.
Journal writing is out. Not that you've been keeping up with that for very well.
So is writing to Theta. Because you'll just get upset again and he deserves the happier memories, not these. Not the nerves, or the sighing, or the not knowing what the hell to do because Dib hasn't called back.
It's after 2 in the morning and Dib hasn't called back.
More tea. More drafts, more research. Read the news, even though you hate it. Find the roof access, drag yourself, your iPod, and your phone up there. Watch the lights from across the bridge. Wonder what everyone else is up to this hour.
Go to chat. No one's there - he's marked as away. Leave chat.
Stop counting how many times you've checked your phone. Stop wondering what prompted that email in the first place. Stop thinking this is somehow your fault. Stop assuming he's avoiding you. Stop worrying about what might or might not have happened. He could've fallen asleep. He might call in the morning.
Maybe you should sleep too.
But you can't because every five minutes you're checking the clock anyway. Sleep is right out too.
More tea. More cigarettes.
This is how you pull an all-nighter. Return phone call or no.