Kole woke up in his room. He kept the blinds closed and covered with curtains. He hated being waken by the sun. He would always sleep until noon, if not later, even if he had school or work. One of the few voices he hears tells him it's a waste of time. Any visitor to his room or even house, could see that it was a mess. Furniture was turned over, portraits and picture frames would be cracked. The mess was would be the consequences of him having intermittent explosive disorder. Kole is supposed to take mood stabilizers to keep from getting too worked up and making a scene. He is to take other medications as well to keep the voices he hears out of his head. He hasn't taken any of his medications after the voice in his head convinced it was bad. Kole got out out of bed and made his way downstairs and towards the kitchen. On his way there, he tripped over a guitar missing it's high E string. "Urgh! Dammit!" Kole quietly cursed before kicked the guitar, causing it to slide and couple feet away. Kole rummaged through the fridge and pantry, only to find everything to be empty. He let out a deep sigh and went back up to his room and through on some clothes. He only put on sweat pants, a black T-shirt, and a black Adidas zipup jacket. Kole looked in the mirror and ran a hand through his long hair. He had black hair with bangs that fell over his eyes. He checked himself over before finally going back downstairs and out the front door. He doesn't usually eat out, due to lack of money. This time he took money his parents gave him that were meant for emergencies only. His parents are never around. His mom died in a car crash a few years back and his father was always working or out sleeping with some woman. Kole made his way to a small cafe to get himself a muffin and a small coffee.