Masterminds

THE NEXT MORNING

"Jude, Jude" Jacob yelled and shook his arm. He had been waking him repeatedly for the past two hours, but Jude would only reassure him that he was awake and still go back to sleep.

"We have an exam this morning for goodness sake! What will happen to us being the future of the nation? Get your fucking ass up!" Jacob grumbled as he couldn't bear his friend's sluggishness anymore. They were already late and were only reassured to still be able to write the exam because no one would question them for their lateness to the exam hall.

Jude's eyes fluttered open, and he groaned as the sunlight hit his face. He rolled on the bed twice and slowly sat up, his head pounding, and his stomach churning. The previous day alcohol had taken its toll on him, and he felt like he was moving through molasses. His mouth was dry, and he could taste the remnants of beer on his tongue. His whole body ached, and he felt exhausted. He wondered if he'd ever be able to drag himself out of bed