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Nikita managed to get back to sleep long enough to be woken up by her alarm and not miss her ride with her friends. However, she was so tired that both that Friday and her classes were a bit of a blur. She sighed at her empty coffee cup, for it appeared she was building a tolerance to the stimulant. Not that it ever was an adequate replacement for proper rest in the first place, but it helped and was rapidly becoming one of the only things she could stomach. Back home in her bedroom, Nikita finished dressing and tying back her hair for a workout when her phone buzzed. It was a message from Daz, “Calculus homework?” Nikita neede