Blake got woken up by voices.
At first, he didn't understand what they were saying.
The words seemed distant, muffled beneath a thick layer of sleep. His body felt heavy, and for a few seconds, he simply remained still, staring into the darkness behind his eyelids.
Then he heard a chair scrape against the floor.
"...this one is almost impossible to read."
Blake's eyebrows twitched. Then, he slowly opened his eyes.
'Wah, I feel so damn heavy. I want to sleep like, ten years in a row.'
Inside his room, sitting next to his bed were Zlatan and Alexis, both looking through a pile of old files.
"Oh, you're awake?"
Zlatan immediately turned toward him, his smile was almost absurdly angelic.
Blake squinted. Then, he covered his eyes with one hand.
'Too bright...'
"What hour is it?"
"It's nine in the morning, you can sleep some more."
Alexis snorted.
'What are you so amused by...!'
Blake slowly lowered his hand and looked at the two of them.
"What are you doing here?"
