[Poggio]

He tried in vain to fall back asleep, but it was in vain. It seemed his alarm clock would not be denied. Cursing under his breath, Robin grabbed the device. He stared at it mentally counting to ten before cutting it off. He rubbed his eyes sheepishly, wondering who had set his alarm, and when he had fallen asleep. His little nap set his sleep habit back forcing Robin to get things done. Ironically most of what he did was clean the apartment. Hours later, Robin found sleep in side one of his classes as the instructor droned on about theories he had no real desire to learn about.