It's a pleasant morning with a clear sky. He trudges out of his room and heads toward the living room.

Ah... what a drag. Waking up is seriously the worst...

He flops down onto the sofa, throwing his legs out while basking in the morning sun streaming into the living room.

He was already awake. He is currently in the middle of preparing his own coffee in the kitchen.

...

Silence. He is thinking about Guest in his head.