The following day, David woke up and rubbed his eyes; he yawned as he stretched his body. It was the first night in a while that he had managed to get to bed rather than the sofa. 

He was surprised his head didn't hurt too much from the drinks he had consumed at the club. Rolling over, he grabbed his phone and saw it was already past lunchtime. 

Luckily, it was Saturday, so he did not need to be up for work or anything.  David got up and went to the kitchen to brew a pot of ...