Sunday morning felt different from Saturday—still relaxed, but with the awareness of preparation needed, of Monday looming just hours away.
Luca woke to find Noel already at their small desk, laptop open, frowning at the screen.
"What are you doing?" Luca asked, voice still rough with sleep.
"Checking the timetable. Spring semester schedule just posted."
"It's Sunday morning."
"I know. But we need to see what classes we have, when they are, if we overlap at all."
Luca dragged himself out of bed, moving to stand behind Noel, arms wrapping around his shoulders. "Show me."
Noel pulled up the schedule a color-coded grid that was very typically Noel, organized by day and time.
"I have International Trade Law Monday and Wednesday mornings," Noel said, pointing. "Cross-Cultural Management Tuesday and Thursday afternoons. My capstone seminar is Friday mornings."
"Sounds intense."
"It's final semester. Everything's intense." Noel switched tabs. "What about you?"
