Roman
I take it back, oh Goddess, I take it all back.
Despite the pillow, the bedding and the fact that I don’t have the smallest of couches, my back is killing me. I guess I’m never going to go ahead and try sleeping on a rock because I’m fairly certain I won’t ever be able to get up again. Not even my fast healing is helping right now, and I’m even more pissed off because, in spite of all the pain and blatant discomfort, I was sleeping. Well, now that I think about it, this s**t would surely save me from sleeping deep enough to have nightmares, so hello bright f*****g side.
But back to the reason I awoke as furious as a poked bear would: the incessant ringing, or rather buzzing, of my phone.
I try to hurry, but in reality, I have to drag myself to the safe where I locked the device l
