Putting out a cigerette, Mathias gave a groan from his rooftop perch. Heel of his hand rubbing the sleep from his eyes, he pulled his phone. 
 "Wha' 'ime is i'?" Reading the screen, the young man groaned aloud. He was late...what he gets for going for a smoke straight out of bed. Ah well...he needed to sleep in anyway. 
 Climbing down at a slow pace, the oldest student in safe haven groaned,hitting the pavement with a thud. He stretched, his muscles straining as he rolled his joints. He gave a tug to his shirt, trying to get the smell of smoke to atleast lessen. Teachers are gonna be on him again for smoking, but fuck 'em. He'll be takin' a hand before they take his smokes. 
 Checking his phone again, he sighed. Why does time seem to slow down on such boring days. He slept in and it still felt like it was going slow... ah well. Try and make it to class atleast...
 Mathias hurried along, running a hand through his messy hair and adjusting his coat. "Gon' be a long one, to'ay..." he grumbled, slipping inside the building