The day had been long and hard, and Franklin trudged down the street toward the Baxter Building.  Classes had been difficult to bear that day, but he was relieved that it would all soon be over.  He stopped on the sidewalk leading up to his home, and he looked up at the top.  He smirked and proceeded to turn his trudging into a brisk walk into the building and into the elevator.  There was studying to be done for finals.