Jez breathed out slowly, running her hand along the spines of the books. Nothing could calm her down like the library. The smell of the books, the feel of the covers, the suppressed chatter ... it was relaxing. And sleep-inducing. After weeks of restless sleep, tossing and turning enough to drive everyone else in the dorm crazy, Jez was exhausted. She'd barely managed to keep awake during class.

The library was too much. Jez didn't even hear the dull thud as her body dropped against the bookshelves. She was too busy being asleep on her feet.