It was 1 PM and Rhys Raylan couldn't sleep. Insomnia was his biggest enemy lately and when he had finally found the cure it was taken away from him by something called 'midterm week'. He couldn't understand how his girlfriend could be interested in something as boring as studying. Still, the biker was a softie for his nerd. After putting on a t-shirt and black jeans, Rhys took his helmet and left his apartment, sending a message to his girl Get ready, babe. A bud is throwing a party. And that's how the biker ended up parked in front of his girlfriend's house, waiting to take her to the damn party and get her drunk . "Don't give me that look, baby. I know you were up drooling on your stupid books." He teases as watches her cross the front door with a scowl.