Jared sighed as he heard the alarm blaring in his ear. Reaching over, he grabbed his phone, sliding the snooze button, giving himself five more minutes. This was a ritual. He would do this two more times, and by then, he would be awake enough so that he could pull himself out of bed and think about beginning his day. He'd never been a morning person, but one of the things he'd learned in rehab was that he did better if he faced the morning head-on.
"Get up, rock star."
He hated the way she said rock star, almost like it was a bad word. He hadn't asked for what happened with him and Black Friday - they were f*****g lucky. Only a handful of the bands that formed every year had been able to reach the point of success they were at.
"Leave me the f**k alone." He tried to pull the covers back
