An obnoxious buzzing wakes me up in the middle of the night. I almost forgot that I was still in bed. I don't even remember falling asleep. And more importantly where is the noise coming from? I follow the noise with my eyes and it leads to a phone on the table. I sigh and turn around only to have the buzzing start again. I reach my hand up and try to reach the table, if I wasn't so tired I probably could have reached the phone, but I have no such luck.
After an endless stretching of my hands, I finally reached the phone. "This isn't my phone, this belongs to Zachary" I say out loud. I guess he might have forgotten it here and he didn't notice it. Who would be calling him this late.
