.... Okay. [ What. Is that it? Where's the conversation about what happened in class?
Well whatever it's time for SLEEP. He yawns as he heads back into his apartment, where he will promptly collapse in his bed and fall asleep in whatever clothes he's wearing.
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[And they are at dorms! Qrow stops, shoving his hands in his pockets.] See you tomorrow, kid.
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Well whatever it's time for SLEEP. He yawns as he heads back into his apartment, where he will promptly collapse in his bed and fall asleep in whatever clothes he's wearing.
He'll wash the spaghetti off tomorrow. ]