Cairo could not possibly fathom just how he'd lasted this long in the night without slamming his head right through the drywall separating him and who the hell ever lived next door to him. They were loud with whatever it was they were doing, and the sounds were resonating in his sensitive ears ten-fold. Not only could he just hear them better, but thanks to his strange 'earthly connect' abilities, the boy was also able to feel them better. Like someone had taken a drill to the back of his spine and was going to town with it. His jaw clenched tight, veins forming on his temples from the pressure. Seriously? It was two in the morning. Two a-fucking-m. He swiveled his head away from his laptop resting in his lap and towards the rambunctious wall that he oh so wanted to destroy, just to give them a piece of his mind. His right hand even tightened into a fist as the shifter entertained the thought a little more, rolling the possibilities over every crevice in his mind. Cairo had to admit, the longer the idea stewed, the less he wanted to convince himself -not- to lay siege on his neighbors.
No, no stop.
A labored sigh was finally released from the lips that had been, apparently, holding his breath the entire time. This wasn't practical, and it wasn't going to solve his problems. A hand ran through the twisted dreads that fell so easily on his shoulders to push them out of his face, eyes closing in a final moment of reasoning. Stop being a hot-head. he told himself sternly, now releasing the grip of death from his jaw. His eyes flew open finally after calming himself down, but there was still an empty hole in him. Cairo wasn't satisfied. The boy -did- still need sleep, after all. And it wasn't going to happen here. His wrist shot forward and gently closed his laptop with a light 'thud' and pushed it off of him onto the dorm bed to his left. No sooner had the technology been safely laid aside he heaved his own body off of the bed, and staggered over towards his dresser. Knees bent as Cairo crouched to the ground, pulling on the last drawer with a little bit of a grunt. Ugh, this one was always difficult to pull out. And made the worst squeaking noises on the track it was on, but he figured it was probably the safest spot for his stuff. Considering he'd be able to hear anyone trying to get inside it. With a couple of shimmying moves and a few curse words uttered, the wooden drawer finally gave way and slid open.
Quickly, he grabbed his tiny draw-string backpack and stuffed his ancient looking cell-phone inside of it, along with a few varying and seemingly random object before jamming the drawer back in and slipping out of the dorm room within a minute's notice. If he wasn't going to find sleep here, then he'd have to find it elsewhere. At the pace Cairo was moving at, it didn't take long for him to find himself outside of the dorm complex and into the warm breath of summer night's air. A breeze cruised against his skin, curling around his dreads and giving them a playful jostle before continuing on it's way leaving the boy feeling much more in his element. This was already ten times better. Bear-Boy kept walking, his bag slung over one shoulder and secured with one hand while the other rested comfortably in his tattered jean pocket. He'd heard about there being some kind of garden on campus a couple of days ago when he'd gotten here, and right now that was probably his best bet to a goodnight's sleep. Or at least some desperately needed meditation.
Following diligently to the small subtle signs around the campus, he found himself before long at the entrance to what seemed like the path to the gardens. Here he stopped, and gave a skeptic look down the seemingly lengthy greened out path. Huh. His eyes danced back over to the wooden sign to double check it's accuracy and squinted some to be sure he was reading it right. Yeah, seemed like this was where he was supposed to be going. Right on down the road to seemingly nowhere. If it meant grabbing some kind of shut-eye though, he couldn't really complain. Wouldn't be the first or last time he'd managed to fall asleep outdoors. It was natural to the boy, after all. Adjusting the strap on his shoulder with one good jerk, Cairo set out down the path, hoping it wouldn't take long to get to the center. Wherever that was.