Sleep. Work. Complain. Those were three words that fairly summed up 26 year old Daniel Fletcher's life, which wasn't very spectacular to begin with. He had to work under the thumb of a woman who hated his guts, share a cramped apartment with his overly loud, culinary loving hick roommate, and act as some sort of dating consultant for his friends that had more of a love life than he could ever even contemplate having. At the end of the day, Dan wanted nothing more than to be swallowed by his mattress. And coffee. Lots of it. While driving home from another excruciating day at work, Dan is finally convinced that life got a kick out of tormenting him, otherwise it wouldn't have chucked a dragon egg at the back windshield of his car.