Audrey
After a fitful night of sleep, I woke up to the incessant buzzing of my phone before the sun had even fully risen over the mountains on the horizon. Groggily, I reached for it, squinting at the bright screen.
It was barely 7 AM, but I already had a flood of notifications on my screen—mostly frantic texts from my friends.
“What the hell?” I muttered, propping myself up on one elbow and rubbing my eyes. My friends weren’t exactly the ‘early bird’ type. But as I scrolled through the messages, I began to see why they were so frantic. And it was then that my heart started racing.
Tina: “Audrey, have you seen the video?”
Avis: “Holy s**t, Professor Brooks went off!”
Betty: “Audrey, call us as soon as you’re up!”
Gavin: “You okay? This is crazy.”
With a fur
