A soft snore permeated the lecture hall, followed quickly by a softy hissed, “Zee. Zeke. Wake up!” The last two words were accompanied by a flick on the forehead and a gentle shove.
Unfortunately, Zeke’s motor skills - which weren’t anything to brag about even when he was bright-eyed and fully juiced up on lightning (the electric kind not the
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