it's almost like sleepwalking

With a few days in from the weekend, Radley was already sleep deprived from a bunch of shit. Doing homework for the first part of the afternoon while he studying Alchemy for the rest of the evening and night. His powers, although this can be an opinion his mother would go again, came first and not his school education.

With a tray in his hand full of food, there was no open tables where he could just sit and read some text book or another that he had in his bag back.

Mentally sighing, he took a seat in a table, letting the tray slam into the table a little. "Sorry about that," he mumbled, unsure if the other occupants could hear. He ran his hand through his messy locks, frustrated of his lack of sleep.

Maeve squealed in surprise when someone slammed their tray onto the table. She cast him a curious glance and frown "You okay?" she asked, noticing the bags under his eyes. "It's no big deal really."she said a moment later as she studied him before turning to munch on her food. "What's been keeping you up or are those eye bags just natural?" she asked feeling how do these humans say- caring was it? yes maybe it was that.