Adam Grey is a second-year university student, part-time employee at his local garage, severely sleep-deprived and sick of his neighbour's shit.
After three months of constantly listening to his neighbour blare dubstep at 2am, Adam enlists the help...
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Cole stared defiantly at his phone screen before tossing it aside. It hummed loudly with a series of ongoing notifications.
There was no clock on the table beside Cole's bed. Brendon had bought him one once and it was promptly tossed straight out the window as a result. He hadn't tried again since.
Cole's morning class had started nearly an hour ago. He had woken up when the text messages began to flood his phone half an hour earlier and hadn't bothered to answer them. He never did. Or rather, he only did when he had some smartass retort.
This had to be the fiftieth time Cole had skipped class, but it was nothing new. He firmly believed university was a waste of time and could rarely be bothered to go. If Cole wasn't so smart, he would've been kicked out by now. Of course, the large sum of money his older brother Brendon paid the school to keep him enrolled was probably a contributing factor.
It didn't matter. Brendon could bribe the Board all he wanted, it still wouldn't change Cole's mind. However rarely, he went to classes for one reason only. James.
James, who had also been texting him given that Cole had slept through his morning class yet again. Though he wasn't sure he could be blamed.
He hadn't gone to bed until five o'clock in the morning. Lack of sleep was nothing special for Cole but he hadn't the energy or the patience to get up and go sit in a series of two-hour lectures with the rest of society's pretentious so-called future. At least not without a good dose of caffeine and maybe a punch or two to the face to wake him up.
When another string of notifications set his phone off, Cole finally picked up the dreadful device and flicked lazily through the unwanted messages before opening his inbox to one person only.
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