"You may miss class without getting into trouble. I will let your professor know you were here, with me…Unless you would like to attend class,"
 

Brigitte shook her head. “No,” she said, emotionally drained and exhausted now. “I just want to sleep.” That’s all she ever seemed to want to do. There was no hope of her now ever passing her owls. She sniffed and rubbed at her eyes. “Can I just sleep here?” she asked, sounding pitiful but not caring. “I don’t sleep that much at night any.”
 
Sleeping was becoming harder and harder for her. Everything was becoming harder and harder for her. She was barely eating. Barely sleeping. Studying was harder than ever. “I just… I don’t think I can go to class today.” At all. Any of them.

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