Ding! Bam!
My fist smashed the alarm clock with one hit as my eyes opened slowly. In a month and one day, all I've had is eighteen cans of beer, so it's only natural I wasn't in a good mood.
Last night and this morning's events left me mentally exhausted, so I slept through the day. I set my alarm for 2 p.m., but even now I don't feel satisfied with the amount of sleep I got.
Sitting up mechanically, I noticed my door was slightly open—and Jake was peeping. The moment our eyes met, he yelped and slammed the door shut with a loud thud, causing my frown to deepen.
"Life has been really stressful lately," I sighed, only to notice the door opening again.
"Big bro, I'm sorry to interrupt, but your friends came over and they prepared some food for you," Jake explained. "I just wanted to let you know."
My brows furrowed at his words as my hazy brain tried to process what he just said.
Friends?
"What do you mean, friends?" I asked. "I have no friends."
Clank!
