In the morning, I slowly stretch awake, reaching for my phone as I blink my eyes open. Seeing it is 9:47am, I panic, throwing the covers off me and rushing out of the room.
“David!” I call, running back and forward through the apartment a few times before I manage to find the kitchen, where David is standing drinking a cup of coffee. “It’s 10am! How the hell could you let me sleep that long?!”
“Good morning to you too.” He mocks, walking over to me with another cup. When I don’t take it, he puts it on the counter. “You need sleep.”
“We need to be at the office!”
“Everything is in the study, ready for us. I’m attending one urgent meeting remotely, and the rest can be handled from here. Now please, have coffee.” He urges, gesturing to the cup again. I blink a few times before I slowly ta
