Toes glanced over at Sasuke, leaning forward on his arms. He blinked as he was offered Tea. It wasn’t coffee, but it worked he guessed. “Sure,” he sighed. He pulled his fingers through his hair for a minute, getting rid of a few strands that had found their way together. “Yeah,” he muttered. All-nighters were painful, but they helped sometimes. However, eventually, when he found times to sleep, it was a wonderful feeling. “Finals, ya’know?” He half-heartedly joked. It sounded more like ‘Finals, va’know?’ But he didn’t care, his hands fiddling under the table.