This Thursday morning felt like a Monday after the holidays.
I was tired and would have gladly gone to sleep.
I had to read dozens of messages on my game screen and still test the gloves. On top of that, I had a terrible headache. I'd had too many beers and eaten too much; I was still high from the night. I would have gladly forfeited today, but was too diligent to do so.
I ignored the messages and just did quests all morning.
At lunch I ate something light, but suitable for my almost hangover and went back to my room, replying to some messages from Oz. The messages of the others would have waited. I didn't really even want to hear Janny. I just wanted to sleep, but someone had different plans.
Less than a couple of hours into lounging and almost falling asleep, my smartphone rang and
