should've slept last night solo finished

I'm so tired. I'm so exceptionally tired, there's no end to this tiring, tired feeling I've been feeling...

December Prometheus rubbed his eyes and yawned, wincing when his fingers brushed against the sleep in the inner corners of his eyes. Well, at least he knew to wipe that away. He blinked a few more times, trying to stay awake, before feeling his head tilt forward, and that was when Prometheus decided that he Needed To Sleep, like, very soonly.

He ended up requesting of his teacher to use the restroom. Which was granted, most likely, under the assumption that he wouldn't do anything out of the ordinary in there. Well, really, he wasn't doing anything odd, he reasoned to himself as he walked along the endless halls that made up Hogwarts, probably — no, most definitely — bruising his shoulders from the amount of times he was jarred awake by smacking into the wall, half-asleep. He spotted, eventually, finally, a restroom, and gratefully opened its door and made his way inside.

Trying his best to respectfully ignore the boys talking by the sinks, he pushed some of his bangs behind his ears and turned on a faucet a few sinks away from them. One of them glanced up, but then went back to the low conversation, which Prometheus was grateful for.

He put his hands under the faucet to check the temperature. It was slightly cool, a reasonable temperature for one to wash his hands with.

December Prometheus was not here to wash his hands, nevermind at a reasonably cool temperature, so he turned the knob in the cold direction until his fingers started feeling prickly from it, and that was when he decided it was cold enough to fill his hands with, and throw that freezing water onto his face.

Holy fuck, that's cold!

Whether he yelped out loud and stumbled about for a moment after the fact... Well, his dignity is recalled, and he'll have no words on that matter other than, "Finally, I'm awake..."

He made it back to class, luckily within good time, albeit receiving a raised eyebrow and chuckle from his desk mate due to his collar being wet. It did itch his neck a bit, but it was fine. In fact, maybe even needed, as it kept him awake for the rest of class after the initial shock of the cold water wore off.