Four in the morning, a normal night for the almost sleepless Jason McCelroy; a twenty year old college student in the first semester of his Junior year at the large university. An energy drink can in his left hand, the contents about half empty shook gently as his right hand moved back and forth throwing and catching a small blue racquet ball against his wall over an over again. Green eyes stared into a twenty two inch computer monitor with the two thousand ten version of Microsoft word running and three pages of typed text on it. Bringing the energy drink to his lips he tipped it back against his pale lips and took a long drink as he thought to himself. Setting both the drink and the ball down on the desk he wheeled around his chair to pick up a book, âContemporary Theory in Sociologyâ one of Jason's many sociology classes for the semester.
His green, lightly puffy from lack of sleep, eyes scanned the words on the pages. Flipping through them he found what he was looking for and brought his fingers to the illuminated blue keys of his Razer keyboard. Typing in about another full paragraph including the citation he started re-reading his paper from word one.
Picking the racquetball back up he absentmindedly started bouncing it against the wall again not worrying about the fact that he was in a coed dorm and it was four in the morning. Standing up he set the ball back on the desk and pulled the over sized black hoodie over his head. Jason was now only wearing a pair of baggy blue jeans and a pair of ankle high sports socks. He was not overly tanned, but he certainly wasn't pale, at least not in the halogen illuminated dorm room that he called his own. Walking in a small circle the five ten, hundred and sixty pound male shook his head unable to think of a way to finish his essay. This however was normal for him. Sighing he shook his head and yawned as he looked at the clock on the bottom corner of his computer screen.
Jason walked over to his mini fridge next to the second closet where he stored his food. Grabbing a package of Ramen Noodles he tossed it on the small table in the room, picked up his electric waster kettle and poured a bottle of water in. Turning it on her put the ramen in and walked back to his computer desk. Brushing a little of his brunette hair from his forehead he sighed and started trying to think until his food was ready.
His green, lightly puffy from lack of sleep, eyes scanned the words on the pages. Flipping through them he found what he was looking for and brought his fingers to the illuminated blue keys of his Razer keyboard. Typing in about another full paragraph including the citation he started re-reading his paper from word one.
Picking the racquetball back up he absentmindedly started bouncing it against the wall again not worrying about the fact that he was in a coed dorm and it was four in the morning. Standing up he set the ball back on the desk and pulled the over sized black hoodie over his head. Jason was now only wearing a pair of baggy blue jeans and a pair of ankle high sports socks. He was not overly tanned, but he certainly wasn't pale, at least not in the halogen illuminated dorm room that he called his own. Walking in a small circle the five ten, hundred and sixty pound male shook his head unable to think of a way to finish his essay. This however was normal for him. Sighing he shook his head and yawned as he looked at the clock on the bottom corner of his computer screen.
Jason walked over to his mini fridge next to the second closet where he stored his food. Grabbing a package of Ramen Noodles he tossed it on the small table in the room, picked up his electric waster kettle and poured a bottle of water in. Turning it on her put the ramen in and walked back to his computer desk. Brushing a little of his brunette hair from his forehead he sighed and started trying to think until his food was ready.