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good night

Once the lights went off, I finally realized how exhausted I was. My body automatically crept into bed.

My partner in drawing was sick today. He acted so different. Said things he usually never would, he was peculiarly grumpy, and his smile wasn’t the same. Drawing class wasn’t the same. We drew in silence, only spoke when asking to pass something. It was dreary, I wasn’t agitated or angered by the shift in mood, I acted nothing against it. I felt saddened by his condition. Coughing, pale, and only smiles with weary eyes. I snuck a chocolate bar and a “get well soon” note into his backpack before the end of class. I hope it brightened his day a bit.

Posted 8 months ago — 1 note