I didn't know how long I had been asleep, but I awoke to a tap on my shoulder. "Mmm… can't you see I'm sleeping here? Give a lady some rest, will you?" I mumbled as I buried my head between two pillows.
Who was this person who doesn't understand the rule to never try and wake people who were sleep deprived?
If it was Bash, I will slap him across both cheeks and then electrocute him until his memory blanks out.
I should be able to do that now, as I probably had at least rested for a few hours before this rude person woke me up.
Hopefully I had a few hours in the least.
Because if didn't, then I will probably be a zombie walking through a busy festival trying to find the reincarnations of Katarina and Mr. Bernards.
The tapping kept on and I swatted the hand away with annoyance. I still wanted to at least sleep for a little while longer – what does this person want?
