breaking-reality

BEEP BEEP BEEP Jordan's alarm was going off for at least the fifth time this morning. His roommate, Chris, watched him as he bashed the thing until it stopped beeping, somehow managing to knock it to floor. "Really, dude? It's seven in the morning and I don't have class until noon. What is wrong with you?" Chris glared as Jordan shrugged and rolled out of bed. A few sniff tests later and he was pulling on a pair of jeans and a wrinkled t-shirt that probably hadn't seen soap or a washing machine in a month. Chris rolled over and buried his head in the pillow trying to get back to some semblance of sleep again. After rustling through papers o