Sven took another long drag off of his cigarette as he sat on the balcony of his apartment, he didn't have any classes today so normally he wouldn't have been up before noon but for some reason he just couldn't sleep, witch was strange considering the gratuitous amounts of booze he drank the night before. He finished his cigarette and his third cup of coffee before getting up and heading inside, his place was definitely not the biggest but it was cozy and more than big enough for him. After a quick shave and another cup of coffee he figured he should probably do something constructive with his day sense his body had decided to resist any and all things he might like to do early on a Saturday morning. So he dressed in a comfortable but plain brown t-shirt and tan slacks before grabbing his laptop and sitting down at the dinning room table, he had more than a few essay's to read through and grade, and he really wasn't looking forward to it. 

After about an hour Sven was sitting at his table his head in his hands, [color=ed145b]How on earth did Mr Zimmerman even graduate high school[/color] the young professor complained. [color=ed145b]I need something better than Folgers to deal with this[/color] Sven paused calming himself down [color=ed145b]fine young gentleman[/color]. With a final sigh he through his lap top in to a satchel and left, heading for his favorite cafe. 

As he left the building he felt an odd sting in on his wrist, he ignored it at first but as he raised his arm to hail a cab he saw the name on his arm glowing. [color=ed145b]Rally right now[/color] he exclaimed as a cab rolled to a stop in front of him.