Oct. 7th, 2014
Locked to betatoalpha
Oct. 7th, 2014 12:25 amWhoever decided to let 8am classes on a Monday morning exist should be shot. Whoever let Isaac sign up for them should have their head examined. Whoever invented the weekend was Isaac's favorite person to ever grace the earth, besides Scott of course.
Isaac had no idea what time it was. All he knew is that it didn't matter. He was bundled up in his blankets, the blackout curtains were doing their job, and Isaac's annoying dorm mate was out. Perfection. That was until there was a loud banging on his dorm door that jarred him awake. hair a mess, he slid off his raised standard dorm bed and padded over to the door and opened it with a sleepy glare, and mumbled "what?" as he squinted from the bright lights of the residence hall.
Isaac had no idea what time it was. All he knew is that it didn't matter. He was bundled up in his blankets, the blackout curtains were doing their job, and Isaac's annoying dorm mate was out. Perfection. That was until there was a loud banging on his dorm door that jarred him awake. hair a mess, he slid off his raised standard dorm bed and padded over to the door and opened it with a sleepy glare, and mumbled "what?" as he squinted from the bright lights of the residence hall.