Jake groaned rather loudly when he heard his alarm go off. He was a pretty deep sleeper, but since the alarm never shut off unless he hit the sleep button, it was bound to wake him up eventually. He groaned again then rolled over in bed seeing that the clock read 7:00am. He swept his hand out to reach for the alarm clock, but he was too groggy to bother finding the OFF button, so instead, he knocked the alarm off the nightstand and onto the floor. He didn’t really care if it broke or not. All he cared about was getting back to sleep. He rolled back onto his other side and within a few minutes he was back to sleep. A couple hours passed on by and he eventually awoke again. He checked his watch to see that is was just past noon. Oh well, it wasn’t like he had to be anywhere. He’d already finished school, and was on a temporary leave of absence from working construction back in his hometown of Lansing, which was roughly a hundred miles away. The main reason he was headed to Detroit was to scout out the University of Detroit’s graduate program as well as to visit a friend.<br/><br/>Jake slowly sat up, wincing slightly. Ugh, his head still hurt. It was probably from something he’d eaten the previous day. He shrugged it off though then slipped out of bed, sliding his tank top, a sweatshirt, and a pair of jeans on. Now it was time for something to eat. He’d scouted a burger joint a few blocks back on his drive in, so he figured he’d just get something to eat there. Once his shoes were on, Jake grabbed his wallet and keys then exited the room, locking the door behind him. He then headed down to the main floor then out to the parking lot to where his truck was. After a short drive in the direction he’d come from, he spotted the burger joint. They had a drive thru, that was good. But it also looked as if everyone else on the planet had the same idea. After sitting at idle for twenty minutes, Jake was finally able to order himself a cheeseburger, fries and a soda. And then it took another ten minutes for him to actually receive his order. Yeah, he wouldn’t be coming back here.<br/><br/>Once back at the motel, Jake grabbed his food then headed back into the motel. It wasn’t exactly the fanciest of places, but it was cheap. He’d never been one to go for a fancy hotel. He sure wouldn’t mind, but he didn’t want to pay the 200 bucks a night. Once back in his room, Jake set the bag of food down then flipped the TV on to see if there was anything on. At least the motel had a few movie channels. Jake flipped through the channels then stopped on the news channel. He turned the volume up, seeing that the story at the moment had to due with apparent riots near the downtown area of Detroit. Jake was definitely glad he had decided to wait on going to check out the University of Detroit.<br/><br/>He left the news on while he ate. The burger was a good size and there were enough fries that he was sufficiently full after finishing the food. His headache was still lingering around though, so he moved over to his duffel bag to root around and see if there was anything he could use and in the process, stepped on the alarm clock he’d dropped earlier. “Damnit...” he muttered. He then rotted through his bag. No Advil. Lovely, he thought. Jake decided to might as well see if the lady downstairs had any. He grabbed a ten from his wallet then picked up the broken alarm clock before heading out of his room then back downstairs to the main lobby. As he neared the front desk, he found his eyes drawn to a pair of black athletic tights, and he let his eyes roam over the girl’s backside for a quick moment. He loved and hated those tights on a girl. They showed off every nice curve of a girl’s legs…though one of his ex’s had worn those kinds of tights all the time.<br/><br/>Jake then approached the front desk, seeing the lady behind it was strumming on a guitar. Jake set the broken alarm clock and ten dollar bill down on the counter, “Here’s ten bucks for a new one…and you wouldn’t happen to have any Advil or something similar would you?” Jake asked, making sure to give the lady behind the counter a smile. After all, he was offering to pay for a new alarm clock. How many other people would do that?<br/>