So I was working on my short story fiction for late and got writer's block.
I proceeded to walk towards the sofa downstairs in the library I stayed at to take a nap.
And it was taken. there were two sofas there and it was around 2:30 and there, of course, were two able-bodied men asleep there. One was wearing a doctor in waiting--a resident wearing his special blue hospital outfit.
You think they don't need sleep, right? those doctors, apparently not.
He was turning around and I looked straight around to transmit my strong desire to take his place. But being half-asleep and his eyes half closed , I didn't think he took notice.
So I walked towards the leathery sofas and settled there. Except it was the most uncomfortable thing ever and I felt bad for the student who was studying next to the area cause I must have yawned loudly five times, until I decided to forfeit my wish to take a nap, got up from the sticky sofa and turned away, not before giving the sleepy resident a very dazed and inquisitive look.
I guess everyone has his lazy side.
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