When the Sun Sets

Just a Normal Night

Lakes POV:

  'Mood-based realism painting draft due:Thursday'

'3D short-animation film due:Friday'

It's Tuesday. UGH. I'm going to have to pull another all-nighter. When will these professors and this stupid expensive school ever be satisfied with the amount of work they give? I'm already going to be drowning in student loans for the rest of my life. 

I sigh loudly, pushing my swivel chair away from my desk. One of the wheels must've caught onto a cord because my desktop shut off, deleting my almost-done essay for tomorrow's art history class. I scream and slap the table, knocking over my half-empty cup of pepsi onto the ground. I am done with EVERYTHING. I was about to scream again but the door opened, light filtering into the dark room. I see my roommate, Jessica, walk in and stare at me. Probably coming back from another party. How is she so successful with that schedule? I see her trying not to laugh at the mess called my life: me,sitting on the ground with a paper towel, face red with anger and tearing up. Another stupid thing about the school: we have to share a room. She's always on the phone, I never see her working other than doodling in her sticker-decorated sketchbook.

 "Leave me alone." I angrily muffled, looking away.

"Wow you talk! Even though I could barely hear you" she exclaimed in a bubbly tone, putting her bag down on the bed.

I stared down, face even redder, trying to not have a panic attack.

I hear water running but the sound is muffled by my anxious thoughts.

I'm snapped back into reality by Jessica being about 4 inches away from me with a soft smile.

"here" she quietly breathed, handing me a wet cloth "It'll get sticky if you don't use water" 

she said softly smiling, I could smell her sweet perfume, it was nicely intoxicating. This situation makes me realize how I've never held eye contact with her, even for a second. Heck, I don't  think I've ever spoken to her.

God I'm a bad roommate.. I'm so useless.. Why can't I just be normal like her and not-

My thoughts were cut off by her standing up. She brushed herself off

"Why don't you get some sleep? You stay up almost every night" she smiled and started to make her bed

"But what about the essa-" she hushed me with her finger

"Don't worry about that, just relax" as I took a deep breath, I walked over and pitifully made my bed. I look towards her to thank her but she was taking her shirt off, facing the opposite direction. I quickly turned, flustered. She was just changing into pjs, she actually has a life and goes outside, she has to change of course. I took a deep breath and layed down.

A bit of time later, the light flicked off.

"thank you" I whispered, facing the wall

"No problem, goodnight Lake." Jessica yawned

I shrunk into my covers more "g-goodnight Jessica.."

And then the peaceful darkness of sleep bathed over me.