January 2017
25 years old Alan
Alan groaned and turned over, sleep wearing off gradually. He lets out a loud yawn and stretches his arms out, above his head. He hasn't slept that good in ages, he hasn't slept at all for years, so he really can't be blamed. He hums and opens his eyes, expecting to see the walls of his room, instead he was looking at white walls. He frowns and looked away from the wall and brought his gaze down to the sheets.
Holy f**k.
He tried to jump out of the bed but his legs were tangled with the duvet and he falls to the ground in a heap. He gets up, running his fingers through is hair as he looked around, the vacuums were nowhere to be found and so was the duster. Alan licks his lips as he began to worry. He pulls out his phone from his back pocket and checks t
