#6314 by Miles Fitzsimmons
He had been spending more time on his studies. The prospect of graduation and his life after Hogwarts abutting, the boy was more focused than ever. He desperately wanted to feel free, but in order to do so he needed a good plan. A plan that would allow him to get a position that paid enough for him to sustain himself.
Miles had intended on reading his transfiguration manual, but the warm spring sun and the slow melodious chirping of the birds made him feel ready to drift off to sleep.
In a desperate attempt to remain focused he shook his head slightly, but eventually his head fell back against the tree on which he was leaning and he drifted off to sleep.