It’s the first day in some time that you haven’t had to set the alarm to wake yourself up. You feel somewhat well-rested and find relief in the fact that it’s still early in the day. It’s the weekend before finals, and there’s a lot to accomplish in a short amount of time. As you go through your morning routine, you try to engage your brain to begin working out what you should do first. Maybe you’ll pack up some stuff and get a little cleaning done, then try studying some more. It would be to your benefit to organize the desk at the very least today, but maybe later. How easy it is to become disorganized when you’re hyper-focused on cramming all those fun facts and tidbits into your brain.
You check your phone to see messages from your dad and stepfather. They both have said pretty much the same thing, to call them when you have a free moment this weekend. Both of them have been texting you more regularly over the last few weeks, which you’ve brushed off as them missing you more as you get older and spend more time out in the world sans Daddy.