Alarm sounds could be heard in the pitch blackness of a room.
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
A mount on top of a single bed size is seen moving.
"Ughhh... What time is it ma?" A man's murmuring could be heard inside the mount. Silents answered the man question. After a few seconds past, a hand suddenly come out of the mount, reaching for the alarm clock by the bedside table to stop the alarm.
The number 4:02 could be seen on the clock. The bed sheets was removed by the man underneath with eyes still closed. The man was in a weird position. With arse up in the air and head on the bed. Drools could also be seen on the corner of his lips.
The man then slowly open his eyes to look at the clock, only to see the number 4:02 on it.
"4 in the morning?! Who sets alarm at 4 in the morning?!" cursed the man silently, still on the bed.
Only to realized the letters 'PM' at the side of 4:02.
The barely opened eyes suddenly open wide with pin needle irises.
A scream could be heard by neighbours around the man's apartment.
"OOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH GOOOOOOOOOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!"
The man then speeds off to the toilet in a speed impossible human to achieved.
The man hurriedly turn on the button for hot shower while simultaneously grabbing his toothbrush and putting the toothpaste on with one hand.
After getting the toothbrush in his mouth, he quickly took off his shirt and short pants he was wearing.
He then get into the shower while the toothbrush still in his mouth. He brush his teeth with one hand while the other hand getting soap bar and rubbing it on his chest and everywhere that is important.
After brushing his teeth for awhile, he quickly clean his toothbrush with the shower and throw it into a cup near the sink. 'Pathing!' "Bullseye!"
He then finishes his shower in under a minute. Quickly taking the towels on the stands and dry himself.
After feeling himself dry, and putting the towel back in it place, he gets out of the toilet naked and rushed to the closet and taking out the already ironed white shirt and pants. Searching for an underwear for a bit.
Putting them all of them on with skills, he quickly open the curtains covering the sunlight from entering his room.
With a flash, his eyes squinted for a bit and quickly search for his phone, only to find in on the ground.
"Must've fall off the bed while I slept." talking to himself as if to justify his actions before bed.
Picking it up with one hand and grabbing a tie on the rack beside the closet.
He has 3 missed calls, all from the same number.
"Ah damn! She must be pissed to be calling me 3 times." lament on his fate to come, he hurriedly tied his tie around his neck.
Picking up a file on top of his desk and putting it in his backpack and zipped it close.
Grabbing his wallet and wrist watch. Comb his hair back. Putting his socks and shoes on. All while staring at his phone wondering what excuses to tell later on.
After done with the shoes, he quickly stuff his phone in his pocket and rush out the door. Not forgetting his motocycle keys. Only to come back in the door to take his apartment keys of the wall.