Fingers glided across his keyboard in his workshop space as the college student stared close at the screen to look around to see if there was any information that was missing. His hat was on backwards, and his cardigan was slipping off of of his shoulder to give him a more disheveled appearance as if his dark circles from lack of sleep, the few hairs on his chin that showed that he was in a rush to get out of the door in the morning, and his hair messed up under his cap to add to his lack of grooming. The dark haired male stopped for a moment as he squinted at the material in front of him before groaning. He stopped, and laid back in his chair. His hands going up to his fair to rub his eyes due to being tired, and then he dragged his hands down his face to scratch against the five o'clock shadow.
There were empty cups of coffee around him along with a few smaller cups of tea that were beginning to stack up from the week of finals that Tadashi had to do. Baymax was almost ready to be shown to Callaghan so he could receive his grade for the semester of having robotic engineering, but that was not the projects that he was worried about as he had other classes than just robotic engineering. Typically, Tadashi was a straight A student, and he wanted to keep up that appearance. Yet with classes being in University it was a lot harder, but at least he could handle it. As long as he continued to study and pull these all nighters then he would be alright. The male thought as he stood up from the chair to stretch his arm and legs. He took some steps towards the window where he begun to see his appearance and his eyes widen. Then he smiled to laugh at himself for rushing out of bed so quickly.
The male then took a trip to the bathroom to run his hair under the sink so that it was easier for him to smooth out the places of his hair that was beginning to resemble Hiro's. He then splashed his face with some water to refresh his face. There was no way of getting away from the eye-bags, and the shadow on his face, but at least he could make it look like he was putting some effort into his appearance. T that he was worried about looking food for other people—even though there was always a bit of worry as for everyone who was exposed to the media which was why Tadashi worked out. Yet compared to most teenagers exposed to media he wasn't all that concerned over his looks.
Especially during final weeks.
After washing up, Tadashi then made his way back to his work station with a better spring in his step than before. His mentality was better as he was beginning to forget about finals and the stress of it all—that was until he reached back to his desk where he saw the paper that he was doing still only having a paragraph done. His history packet only half way filled out, and a book that he was reading for class was on the floor with the bookmark on the floor rather than in the book. It was at this point that Tadashi just walked over to his chair, and placed his head on the desk next to the keyboard of his computer.
He could have sworn that he had done more work than this. Tadashi told himself as he crossed his arms on the table to lay his head down on them, and quickly he went to sleep. At first telling himself only fifteen minutes, and then he would get back to writing his English paper. Just fifteen minutes. Tadashi told himself again as he fell asleep at the table. He was knocked out on his desk to the point that he didn't hear Gogo throwing her disk into the buckets anymore, Wasabi yelling in frustration, and someone opening the door to the workshop. Yet—what he did was smell the scent of coffee. The dark haired male slowly moved, and his eyes opened. Blurry at first he then blinked to have himself focus, and then he turned in his chair towards the person that just walked in with the smell of the college student god.
“Christian? What's up?” Tadashi spoke with a smile as he got out of his chair, and walked over to Christian as he acted like he just wasn't sleeping at his computer.
Re: I hope this is okay!
There were empty cups of coffee around him along with a few smaller cups of tea that were beginning to stack up from the week of finals that Tadashi had to do. Baymax was almost ready to be shown to Callaghan so he could receive his grade for the semester of having robotic engineering, but that was not the projects that he was worried about as he had other classes than just robotic engineering. Typically, Tadashi was a straight A student, and he wanted to keep up that appearance. Yet with classes being in University it was a lot harder, but at least he could handle it. As long as he continued to study and pull these all nighters then he would be alright. The male thought as he stood up from the chair to stretch his arm and legs. He took some steps towards the window where he begun to see his appearance and his eyes widen. Then he smiled to laugh at himself for rushing out of bed so quickly.
The male then took a trip to the bathroom to run his hair under the sink so that it was easier for him to smooth out the places of his hair that was beginning to resemble Hiro's. He then splashed his face with some water to refresh his face. There was no way of getting away from the eye-bags, and the shadow on his face, but at least he could make it look like he was putting some effort into his appearance. T that he was worried about looking food for other people—even though there was always a bit of worry as for everyone who was exposed to the media which was why Tadashi worked out. Yet compared to most teenagers exposed to media he wasn't all that concerned over his looks.
Especially during final weeks.
After washing up, Tadashi then made his way back to his work station with a better spring in his step than before. His mentality was better as he was beginning to forget about finals and the stress of it all—that was until he reached back to his desk where he saw the paper that he was doing still only having a paragraph done. His history packet only half way filled out, and a book that he was reading for class was on the floor with the bookmark on the floor rather than in the book. It was at this point that Tadashi just walked over to his chair, and placed his head on the desk next to the keyboard of his computer.
He could have sworn that he had done more work than this. Tadashi told himself as he crossed his arms on the table to lay his head down on them, and quickly he went to sleep. At first telling himself only fifteen minutes, and then he would get back to writing his English paper. Just fifteen minutes. Tadashi told himself again as he fell asleep at the table. He was knocked out on his desk to the point that he didn't hear Gogo throwing her disk into the buckets anymore, Wasabi yelling in frustration, and someone opening the door to the workshop. Yet—what he did was smell the scent of coffee. The dark haired male slowly moved, and his eyes opened. Blurry at first he then blinked to have himself focus, and then he turned in his chair towards the person that just walked in with the smell of the college student god.
“Christian? What's up?” Tadashi spoke with a smile as he got out of his chair, and walked over to Christian as he acted like he just wasn't sleeping at his computer.