SAGE
I’m awakened by the vibrating phone on my nightstand. I groan and reach for it sleepily, not attempting to open my eyes. I blindly end the call and shift to face the other side but it goes off again.
“Ugh!” I grunt and grab the phone, my head a mask of pain.
I should really rethink my life choices and get serious with life. I can’t be sleeping high and waking up feeling like crap every day.
I struggle to open my eyes and manage to open one. It’s dad.
I guessed it because he is the one who wakes me this early and if he does, I know there is a problem. I should block him or something because he is getting on my nerves.
What have I done now?
I struggle to sit but fail miserably. I end up picking the call while lying on my back.
“What?” I answer rudely and manage to open the oth
