Damn! I am so late. Fuck!
The repetitive blast of sound from the alarm's snooze function finally awakens me to consciousness.
I look at the time—7:45—I've slept through the alarm again.
I jump out of bed and rush straight to the bathroom, pulling my pajamas off as I run and discarding them on the ground. There's no time for a shower. I barely have time to brush my teeth and comb my hair. If there's one saving grace, it's my anticipation of this moment, and my preparation the night before for this exact scenario—thank god!
Déjà vu.
So… There's a little bit of author-enabled plagiarism here. I must admit I like it—a lot. It works. I think it says a lot about his situation.
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I was amazed by the number of people who mentioned they have trouble sleeping. I am very fortunate not to suffer more than the odd night here and there a few times a year, and these floor me every time. I feel for every single one of you.
Disclaimer: My only claim is to this plot. This story is rated M. It has adult themes, including M/M slash.