My eyes slowly opened and I looked around the room. I was alone in the apartment. Rubbing my face, I reached over and grabbed my phone. I coughed when I looked at the time. It was 10 a.m. 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 ...