He stared at the ceiling for a long time before finally closing his eyes…
He fell asleep without even taking off his clothes, just lying on top of the quilt. Fortunately, the air conditioning in the room was set to a very comfortable temperature; otherwise, sleeping like that would have left him with a splitting headache and a terrible cold the next morning.
There were no classes that afternoon. Before Sophie even entered the office, she saw Ned sitting in the boss's chair looking refreshed and energetic. Even after getting heavily drunk the night before, he still showed up to work the next day as usual—never slacking off.
She hadn't even settled at her desk when the intercom on it rang.
"Hello, did you sleep well last night?" Ned's voice sounded cheerful.
"Pretty well," she replied with a smile. In truth, she hadn't slept well at all, but she still said she had.
"You're the one who got drunk. You probably didn't sleep well, right?"
"I'm long used to it," he answered.
