((ah magic I can be pre-twenty again hehehe))<br/><br/>Emily studied on until the light outside the windows grew dim and eventually faltered into darkness. As she struggled on her hand aching from writing and her eyes sore and itching from reading she felt herself begin to tire. This was another night in a chain of many where she had stayed up late trying to get as much work done as possible, and the load never seemed to lessen only grow. She felt her lids beginging to droop but she battled on, as she was nearing the end of this particular assignment.<br/>Before she knew what happened sleep had taken her, she lay with her face in the open book she had been so immersed in moments before. As she slept she noticed nothing, none of the comings and goings of the other students, nor when the lights were turned out, she slept soundly. As her mind began to slip into dreaming she thought she heard something.<br/><em>"Miss?"</em><br/>She wasn't sure and her mind soon ignored it. But then it was there again<br/><em>"Miss?"</em><br/>This time there was a touch on her shoulder and she stirred a little before opening her eyes a fraction. As she gazed up bleary eyed she saw that it was a janitor, not just any janitor though, it was Bob. He was really rather handsom and he couldn't have been that much older than herself. She smiled at her as her eyes became clearer.<br/>"Hello."<br/>She said softly her voice still thick with sleep and her cheeks flushing with colour<br/>"I am sorry, do I need to go back to my dorm now? What is the time?"<br/>She added the second part as more of an afterthought. She rarely wore a watch outside of class and she was still too sleepy to think about checking her mobile.