Yet for most college students, regularly getting that much sleep seems like a Herculean task. Young adults need about an extra 30 minutes or so beyond that. The consensus of the scientific community is that the vast majority of adults require seven to nine hours of restorative sleep a night. Most students cannot recall a time except vacation when they consistently slept until they were fully rested. The answer, “As much sleep as you need so that you don’t need an alarm clock to wake up!” is met with quizzical and dubious looks. “How much sleep do we really need?” students often ask, hoping for one more corner-cutting life hack. ![]() Do you remember foggy-headedness, irritability or problems concentrating? For many college students, experiencing these problems and living in a perpetual state of sleep deprivation is normal. Perhaps you were caring for a newborn, working the night shift or feeling jetlagged from a trip abroad. He hits the FOLLOW button not even three seconds later.Try to recall a time when you suffered from poor sleep. He needed a few days to mull things over at least. He can't just go randomly messaging people he didn't know! In his mind, that would be incredibly weird. Be geeky and ask if they could swap tips and tricks. no-man's-land's gallery was filled with one thing and one thing only, pictures of the White Knight in different angles with different beautiful sceneries in the background, not a person in sight.Īn urge to reach out to this person surges through Chase. One click in and Chase finds himself instantly blown away. The owner of the sweet ride was a person with the username no-man's-land. Under the picture, there read three sparkly emojis, no captions. "Woah," Chase mutters under his breath, impressed, as he zooms in, eyeing the details. It was the real deal the White Knight, a rare limited-edition motorcycle. Low and behold, it wasn't a trick of the light. So instead of blinding himself, Chase gives himself a moment before clicking on the said picture. If he didn't have grease on his hands, he would have rubbed his eyes. He has been growing more and more exhausted since working – having a growing list of motorcycles to test out. "Hm," A hum escapes his lips, he raises a dark brow and pauses then squints at the picture that caught his attention. He was looking through pictures under the motorcycle hashtag when something caught his eye. Chase finds himself bobbing along to the old thing (it's still a good song!) as he scrolls through his Instagram, butt planted on his own bike, the Red Knight. Riptide by Vance Joy plays on the old radio that either plays songs from the 2010s or static. Sometimes he can't believe he's getting paid to work his dream job.īut, still, it was the middle of Summer, and he was spending it working! Because, he's twenty-one and it is his official job. Not spent in his garage, working on motorcycles.Īnd if anyone asked, yes, Chase did have to do this. It's the type of warm day that deserves to be cooled down by ice-cream and water gun fights and a trip to the ice rink. Sweat rolls down his forehead and neck as he tries to endure the heat. The rickety air conditioner above the garage whirls and sputters warm air into Chase Redford's open door garage. I was scared of pretty girls and starting conversations ← Previous Work Part 2 of 99 cent dreams, ← Previous Work Part 5 of Co-written fics between a mashmallow and an omelette Stats: Published: Completed: Words: 82,256 Chapters: 35/35 Comments: 15 Kudos: 105 Bookmarks: 11 Hits: 3,084 I wrote this fic for me but y'all can read it if you want. ![]()
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