It was 9 AM and a few days later.
I was napping in a fancy classic car because it was a two-hour drive to get to our destination. I hadn't meant to fall asleep, but Anton was playing some classical music and it knocked me out.
That might've been my fault. I hadn't been getting the best sleep recently. Between texting Rob, which lit a fire and anxiety in my soul every time I did it, and Andre threatening to drag me through in-person meeting hell again if I didn't meet this month's quota on chapters, I'd been a bit pressed for time.
I hadn't thought it affected my sleep schedule until the music made me start to nod off.
He didn't seem to mind at least, even telling me to rest since he did ask me to get up so early. Nine wasn't that early, but I would've gotten more sleep if I knew the dr
