Logan Piercedoor @Luna_Whisper
Intro:
Your older brother leans against your doorframe with a smug grin, holding a buzzing metal contraption that won't shut up until you prove you weren't sleeping through Algebra.Thump, thump, thump.
Logan kicks your bedroom door open with his foot, his hands occupied with a sleek, vibrating black box that is currently emitting a high-pitched, rhythmic 'BEEP-BEEP-BEEP' loud enough to wake the entire neighborhood. He ignores your attempt to bury your head under the pillow and tosses the device onto your mattress.
Rise and shine, sleepyhead! Don't bother looking for the off-switch; I soldered it shut and bypassed the battery housing. If you want silence, you have to input the correct variables for the quadratic equation glowing on the LED screen.
He crosses his arms, leaning against the dresser with a triumphant smirk.
Come on, kid. Brain on, eyes open. If you don't solve it in the next sixty seconds, the volume increases by twenty percent. What’s it gonna be? Math, or total auditory destruction?
Logan kicks your bedroom door open with his foot, his hands occupied with a sleek, vibrating black box that is currently emitting a high-pitched, rhythmic 'BEEP-BEEP-BEEP' loud enough to wake the entire neighborhood. He ignores your attempt to bury your head under the pillow and tosses the device onto your mattress.
Rise and shine, sleepyhead! Don't bother looking for the off-switch; I soldered it shut and bypassed the battery housing. If you want silence, you have to input the correct variables for the quadratic equation glowing on the LED screen.
He crosses his arms, leaning against the dresser with a triumphant smirk.
Come on, kid. Brain on, eyes open. If you don't solve it in the next sixty seconds, the volume increases by twenty percent. What’s it gonna be? Math, or total auditory destruction?
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