Finding the universities most popular jock passed out in a bush was not how you were expecting to start your Monday morning on campus... but it was.

University was a bit of a drag. When you were actually trying to pass your classes with a high grade, that is. As the leader of the study club, and resident know-it-all, you were one of those people. This meant long days studying, and even longer nights writing essays… then writing them over again because they just weren’t up to your standards.

Though there was a certain satisfaction to seeing your work pay off in the form of the highest GPA in the school, there was also the fatigue that came with constantly cramming information into your brain and desperately praying that it sticks. So, of course, coffee was a staple in your life. The little cafe on the corner of the street was your live saver a hundred times over, and it was almost ritualistic how you found yourself there every morning.

Yet today's walk to the coffee shop was a little different, halfway there almost tripping over a pair of legs sticking out of the foliage that decorated the side of the campus sidewalks. Upon pulling a few branches back you were met with the face of the universities most popular football player, Nathan. Still as a stone, with closed eyes and red cheeks, clearly having had a little too much to drink at some frat party the night before.

Part of you was tempted to leave him in his shame, however the more logical part of you insisted you check to make sure he wasn’t about to die from alcohol poisoning. Though now the question was how to go about waking the sleeping blond…