I didn’t mean to fall asleep.
One second I was hunched over my sketchpad, adding the last stroke of ink to a neckline, and the next, I was waking up with my cheek stuck to the paper and a faint cramp in my neck.
The room was quiet except for the faint humming coming from June’s side of the dorm. I blinked, adjusting my eyes to the dim orange glow from her desk lamp. She was sitting cross-legged on her bed, completely engrossed in whatever… weird ritual she was doing. It involved a candle, a mug of tea, and her muttering something about "energetic realignment" under her breath. I’d stopped trying to figure her out hours ago.
My phone lay face down beside my pillow. I picked it up and winced at the bright screen.
I had six unread texts. And all of them from Ryan. s**t.
I sighed as I sc
