KATY'S POV
It takes me more than an hour to get ready for my classes today, not because I’m trying to look cute or anything but my brain is just moving at the speed of a snail.
I kept sitting down, staring at nothing, then remembering I actually have places to be. The only thing that finally got me out was the reminder that midterm grades come out today… and that I still need to make progress on my Blackrock research.
So here I am, forcing myself to be a functioning student.
I’m practically dragging my feet across campus as I head toward BrewLab Café, the only place on campus that serves coffee strong enough to wake the dead. My body needs caffeine the way toddlers need iPads.
The moment I step inside, I sigh. It’s packed.
Like, shouldn’t everyone be in class? Why are there this man
