A loud, thunderous growl from Michael's stomach woke him up.
"Ugh," he groaned, placing a hand over his stomach as he sat up slowly, using his other hand for support.
"What time is it? Why is it so bright?"
Michael muttered in confusion, only for realization to hit him.
"I overslept?!"
He glanced around the room, noticing the curtains were drawn back to let in sunlight.
The lights which he always left on were now off. Someone had also covered him with a blanket.
It could only have been Aunt Mia or Lily.
After surveying the room and recalling yesterday's events, Michael reluctantly accepted he had fallen asleep. It made sense after everything he had been through.
Thankfully, though he had slept stressed, Michael woke up fully refreshed. Evidently, his strong body played a role in helping him recover so quickly.
After stretching on the bed, Michael got up and grabbed his phone from his desk to check the time.
