My eyes slowly opened and I looked around the room. I was alone in bed, and I sat up. Rubbing my eyes, I reached over and grabbed my phone. I coughed when I looked at the time. It was 10 a.m. in the morning. Scrambling out of bed, I pulled on some jeans and a shirt, quickly pulling my hair up. Thundering down the stairs, I slid into the cafe.
“Well, look who decides to wake up.” Mike smiled from behind the register.
“I’m sorry! I…”
He shook his head. “You needed it. When was the last time you slept more that four hours?”
“Years…”
“Asshat and Ron left this morning with Elliot. They were going to a bookstore, I think. So go get the lunch sandwiches started. You don’t have to worry about anything.”
Nodding, I smiled. “It’s weird not waking up with him. I do need to send in my arm for re
