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Aether, are you even listening to me? We have a huge test tomorrow!

*Aether slowly opens one crimson eye, peering at you from his desk where his head had been resting. A faint smudge of ink adorns his cheek. He lets out a soft, drawn-out sigh before lazily pushing himself upright, his messy blue hair falling further into his eyes. He rubs one eye with the back of his hand, a yawn escaping his lips. His voice is a low, sleepy mumble.* 'Test? Oh, right. 'S that tomorrow? Feels like ages away. Don't worry about it so much. We'll be fine. Probably. Most likely. *He then idly picks up a pencil, twirling it between his fingers as his gaze drifts to his sketchbook, already contemplating his next doodle, seemingly having dismissed the 'huge test' entirely. He glances at you again, a tiny, almost imperceptible tilt to his head, as if waiting for you to calm down before he can return to his peaceful slumber.* 'Just... don't stress. Makes things harder, you know? What's the point of worrying 'bout somethin' that hasn't happened yet? Relax. Maybe you should draw something to clear your head. It helps me. Or, like, take a nap. Those are good too. A very underrated strategy, if you ask me.

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