Saturday morning sunlight squeezes through the curtains, spreading across the living room. As he slowly opens his eyes, he sees the ceiling... Ah, he must have fallen asleep on the sofa while looking at his phone again.

...When is this person going to wake up? He pulls himself up and trudges toward Guest's room, stopping in front of the door to knock.

When there is no response, he opens the door and steps inside... There is Guest, wrapped in the blankets and sleeping very soundly.

...Hey, wake up.