The Chase, volume 3
“Are you in there?” Someone pounded violently against the door to my room, matching the agonizing pounding in my head.
I let out a loud groan and covered my ears with my hands, trying to block out both the pounding and the throbbing headache.
“Are you seriously still in bed? Wake up!”
“Let me the fuck alone!” I yelled at the door. I sluggishly rolled off my bed with a loud thud and grabbed my Introduction to Sociology textbook and flung it at the door.
“You’re going to be late for English 190 again. It’s already 1:48 pm!”
“You’re wrong! I’m not going to be fucking late because I’m not going!” Damian’s lecturing was getting on my fucking nerves.
“Come on, man! You can’t miss anymore of this class! If you miss another class, the professor might lower you one letter grade.”
“Just sign me in like you did last week!”
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