Alarms Before Sleep

Ash

Ash glared as his phone beeped out a notification. It was probably from his sister. She’d been messaging him all morning about a possible music teacher and when he could meet and yada yada. He would prefer to not deal with this, but his grandmother had made a request, and he’d never hear the end of it if he didn’t at least try. Not even his parents could keep the old woman’s nagging from reaching his ears.

all set

thnx. when n whr? Ash responded, staring at his screen. He knew Syl would reply sooner rather than later, and right now there was little likelihood he’d be able to focus on anything. At least, not while knowing that she’d text him soon.

mns @ 9, she started, not caring to use proper punctuation or even full words. He knew what she meant, though. 2nite, rm 154, 1 hr, brng trmp