“On one condition,” said ZZZ. He gestured at the bed with the pink sheets. “You take a nap.”
I stared at ZZZ in confusion. “Wait, what?”
“You heard me,” said ZZZ. “You look tired. No doubt all of your sidekick work, on top of your school work, has you worn out almost constantly. That doesn’t make you much different from most people. Did you know that most people in America don’t get enough sleep? That’s probably why our country is so screwed up. If more people could get enough sleep, I think we’d all be better off.”
I almost yawned, but caught myself before I did, because I didn’t want ZZZ to see how effective his influence over me was. “You can’t be serious. I thought you wanted to kill me.”
ZZZ’s sleepy smile grew wider. “Now where did you get that idea from? I’m a big believer in ev
