First Day Jitters

Sleep came slowly for Eren, and, when it did come, it was fitful.

He spent half the night tossing and turning in his new bed. It was dawn before he fell asleep.

Too soon, the sun rose and blindingly, bright light tore through the drapes.

Eren’s eyes snapped open.

His clock read 7: 45 in red, digital figures.

Eren struggled out of bed and got into the shower.

It was the first day of class and he was late.

Tardiness was not the best, first impression.

He hurried into his clothes and down the stairs, only to find Sid waiting for him at the bottom of the stairway in the shared living room.

While the Saints and Terrors rooms were split, they shared a living room and the dining area.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” Sid said, handing him a Styrofoam cup.

Eren sniffed the contents of the cup suspiciously. The liquid was warm against the thin material.

“What is this?”

“What the hell do you think? Coffee.”

“With you, there are so many things I can imagine.”

Eren slurped the liquid