Dick had been studying for nearly 4 hours. He was focused, the looming deadline had him stressed. He had to create a game, solitaire. He couldn't even spell the name right. He first noticed he felt anxious, his eyes tired, and then he had to leave. He packed up quickly and walked out of that building, his foot steps echoing in the hallway. Outside the air was cold, fresh more so he would say. It reminded him of a gum commercial. He said out loud "freshhhh". He needed a coffee if he could finish the night. He had by his calculations 5 hours until the deadline. Well 4 hours and 59 seconds. He had enough money in his pocket for either a burrito, that he knows would be filling, but at the same time would induce instant tiredness. For the same cost he could get his drink, and maybe a cookie depending who was working. The coffee shop was across the street, the burrito place right next to it. Both lights were on. He looked right and then left. Then right again.
When he was walking back to the building he drank from a straw. The
coffee
was strong a double iced moka, he had in his other hand a crushed napkin. He threw it into the trashcan and walked back down the hallway to his spot. Swirling his cup. Crushing ice in his teeth as he walked.
