Who: Rune and Joey Where: The Roof When: Early Tuesday Morning
Rune was exhausted.
His manager had dragged him to another one of those "album launches", where there wasn't as much singing as there was desperate humping noises in the background. He'd been bought so many sexes on the beach, it was a wonder he had still been able to stand. Of course, zipping home while drunk was completely out of the question: he didn't want to break his neck running full speed into a wall. Instead, Rune had taken a taxi to school and trudged up to the roof, sticking his head into the roof storeroom. It wasn't hard to bribe Old Man Jack, one of the school caretakers, just a packet of weed a month, and that's what he got on a daily basis.
Besides, they didn't keep anything in the roof storeroom, and it was good space going to waste. He had the only key, and possibly the only one who knew just how much Mary Jane you could fit into a school storeroom. Dragging a thin mattress out, Rune kicked clear a small portion of the roof, laying out on the mattress with a tired sigh. Luckily, it wasn't snowing, otherwise he'd be inhaling more ice than air.
He loosened his tie, unbuttoning a couple of his shirt buttons. It wasn't that cold, and his bulky winter jacket was soft and comfortable enough that he was sinking into the down lining. Closing his eyes, Rune drifted off to sleep.