Morning came. The air was peppered with the sounds of alarm clocks every five minutes.
Beep-beep. Beep-beep. Groan. Shift. Grunt. Grumble. Snooze.
They rang, we snoozed. They rang, we snoozed. They fell off the bed, we slept on. Nothing could come between us and our sleep. Nothing.
At 9 am I realised we simply HAD to get a move on if we wanted to make it in time for 10 o' clock class. If we could just make it there, like Osh said, we could succumb to the sleep again, in the soporific safety our classroom. We just had to drag ourselves there in time.We did, by some miracle. Only, class had been cancelled.