I remember Kai's running tab he had with me for whenever I'd go out to pick up some energy drinks or something from Starbucks. It added up.

I remember Kai introducing me to green tea lattes.

I remember Kai looking like hell after what looked like a couple of days straight in studio.

I remember Nate looking like hell after a few days with no sleep. We were going down the elevator on our way to Graphic Design History in the morning. I was trying to relate it to some story about Ultra-Runners or something. But it basically ended by telling Nate he looked like shit.