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Obsession "Adam!" cried his mother up the stairs. "Adam Nuttell, get yourself down here now! It's a quarter to flaming' eight!" Upstairs, the teenager began to stir. A thin beam of light shone through a crack between the curtains. It radiated on the acne-ridden face of sleeping youth. "Adam!" bellowed his mother again. "Get up you lazy article!" "Cool the shouting," replied a weary voice. "I'm up, I'm up" Adam threw back his blood red duvet and rose to his feet. "Damn!" he growled, as his foot sunk into a mass of chocolate ice cream. He had taken it upstairs the previous night for a midnight snack, and he must have dropped it as he fell asleep. Adam picked up the nearest thing on the floor, which happened to be a pair of week old socks, and began to wipe the brown slime off of his foot. "Adam! I've told you twice now. Get Up! You'll be...

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