Oh, well, that's nice for Verity and Janet, and hopefully that'll stop the passive bitchiness that has slightly permeated the group! Woo!

Eva doesn't think it's a great idea to encourage Erik, but sure, if she's sure, go for it.

She's not sure but she may be slightly tipsy and he's kinda cute and has a nice smile...

What the hell, she'll go for it.

Well okay then. Eva will just continue chatting to a few other people and try to seem more like she's enjoying herself.

And the party will go on without much more of a hitch.

Eva will then go home, and since the party lasted for a while and it's now rather late and also she got no sleep for the past two whole nights, she's gonna go to sleep.

Hopefully tonight will be better.

Yeah, no, it won't. This nightmare's about vampires, and she dies about twice in it (possibly a third time, it's left a bit ambiguous). But she only dies once the following night!

And then it's Monday morning.

And then it's Monday morning and she feels a bit like hell.

She will try not to snap at anybody for breathing, but she makes no promises, especially if they're being annoying about it.

Her first class today is Government. It's boring as hell. She could maybe try to nap? Her desk looks so inviting, and the teacher's droning voice so soothing...

She really doesn't want to.

She really doesn't want to.

She doesn't want to get the teacher annoyed at her, and she doesn't want to miss something important, and she doesn't want to be reduced to sleeping at school.

But it looks so inviting, uuuuugh.

Ultimately, no, she does not nap on her desk. She puts her arm on her desk and rests her head on her hand and tries to pay attention.

So tired. Such a boring class. The teacher isn't even paying attention to her, she's a good student, isn't she, surely he won't mind, there's still a few minutes before the bell...

But she might mess up her hair. Or smudge her makeup. She doesn't know the perils of sleeping in class, on account of never having done it before, and she doesn't plan on starting yet, and a few minutes is not enough for her to get any decent, valid, proper amount of sleep that won't just make her hate life further.

So no, despite her tiredness, she will not sleep right now.

Then she will successfully make it to French class!

She willlll! And fortunately, she likes French class, and speaking and writing in French is fun, so she can totally do this without wanting to slam her head into a wall and then get some sleep somehow.

Well, she'll probably botch pronunciation and writing at least a little bit, given that she's feeling like she has not actually slept for four days in a row. How long can humans spend without sleep before they start hallucinating, again?

But she hasn't actually spent that long without sleep, she just feels it, and she'll be fine soon enough, because it's not like this is going to continue for long, or if it does, she'll go to a doctor and get some sort of sleeping pill or something, she doesn't know.

She's a bit frustrated by her inability to do French properly, though. She's usually good at this.

Shame, isn't it?

And after French: English!

Yeah, okay, no, she's a bit done right now. She usually likes English, at least a little bit, but right now she just can't be bothered.

How focused is the teacher on her? Can she get away with sleeping? Because she is totally going to try to sleep in this lesson.

She can get away with sleeping! The teacher likes her, it won't be that bad if she sleeps, will it, she's barely paying attention to Eva at all!

Well, hopefully the teacher won't mind too much, because Eva is definitely going to do it.

She rests her head on her arms on her desk and shuts her eyes, because she just cannot deal right now.

Yes, deep, peaceful, sl—

—giant demon thing with a sword taller than she is impaling her with it.

She does not scream. She is too tired and frustrated and fed up to scream.

Except she isn't, because she just got impaled by a fucking sword, so she totally screams.

The teacher (and several students) startle. "Ms. Travers? Are you alright?"

Looking a bit frazzled, she just sits there, embarrassed and shaken, and shakes her head a bit.

She refuses to cry, though. She might be sleep deprived, she might feel like she's just been stabbed, and she might have just screamed and embarrassed herself in English, but she refuses to cry in front of people.

"Do you need to go to the nurse's office?" she asks, not unkindly.

"I…" she starts, then sniffs and says, "Uh, yeah. Please."