I came back to my shared dorm and flopped into bed. I opened my laptop and to my surprise I had a message.
From: Alexander
I can't sleep help
I immediately felt bad for him. His classes start at eight in the morning and he was five hours ahead of me. My clock read 8:46. It was almost two in the morning.
To: Alexander
Hey, why not?
He answered immediately.
From: Alexander
I don't feel good :(
I felt bad for him.
To: Alexander
I wish I could send soup
From: Alexander
That sounds really nice
To: Alexander
Does your stomach hurt?
From: Alexander
Yeah
From: Alexander
Really badly
To: Alexander
Just relax. Try to go back to sleep. If you feel this bad then you shouldn't go to class in the morning. Okay?
From: Alexander
But I'll miss a ton of work!
To: Alexander
You're sick
From: Alexander
I just feel sick
From: Alexander
I just threw up
From: Alexander
Help!
I felt so bad for him.
To: Alexander
No classes for you
From: Alexander
Ugh! :(
To: Alexander
Take some Tylenol and get some sleep
To: Alexander
Okay?
From: Alexander
Okay
From: Alexander
I hate when you're right
To: Alexander
Goodnight
From: Alexander
Thank you for helping me :)
From: Alexander
Night :)
To: Alexander
Anytime :)
I closed my laptop and curled up in my blankets. If there was anything i like more than the internet, it was sleeping.
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I woke up to my phone blaring Green Day. I groaned and patted all around the covers trying to find my phone. I found my phone (at the foot of my bed) and turned off the alarm. Thanks Pandora. I hated waking up at 7:30 in the morning. I'd rather wake up at 7:30 in the evening.