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The rain was softly ticking on the windows, the yellow light of lamp on his desk casting a faint glow around the drops as they slowly crawled their way down the glass. Thomas knew, because he had been starring at the window for the past half hour. He really should be working. There were essays to finish, exams to study and the list of required reading for the course on medieval social history was ever growing. Yet tonight he could not bring himself to do any of it, or anything really.
The aggressive red light of his alarm glared at him. Stating that it was only 17:30. He could call Aldo, who was probably getting ready for an evening of clubbing. But Thomas could not dance to save his live and having to deal with loud Eurodance music all night was not exactly his idea of fun. The other option was finally answering the open invitation to Ray’s weekly movie night. But that was something between Ray and Willi and he did not want to impose. Furthermore, it was well known among their friends that movie night was just another way for Ray and Willi to invite people to get high with them. And the last thing Thomas needed was munchies. No he’d just stick to his black coffee, thank you very much. Besides, he had way too much work and his grandfather did not pay for his tuition just for him to screw around had have fun all the time.
Another half hour went by without any progress and Thomas was growing frustrated. He could feel a migraine coming up, his back ached and the only semi-productive thing he had done was finding out professor Guillis had added yet another article to the syllabus. He looked at the sandwich that had been there since this morning. The bread had gone completely stale, and the cheese was all sweaty and wet. At this point, it had become uneatable. “See, this is why there is no point in doing groceries every week Ray. It’s just a waist of food and recourses.” The annoying little voice in his head whispered.
Thomas leaned back in his chair. Combing his fingers through his hair in frustration. He needed fresh air, he decided. Never mind the rain. He needed a walk. In this weather no one would go out anyway. The less people he saw the better.