Davies's eyes fluttered open to a dimly lighted room and could not help but wonder if he woke up too early, but the digital clock on the bedside displayed the time.
{7:23 am}
Those were the numbers on the clock, but if that was the case, then why was it so dark, he wondered drowsily. He slowly rose up from under the blankets and clapped his hands twice, expecting the curtains to open up and let light into the room, but to his annoyance nothing happened, leaving him confused.
He lay back on the bed, his mind still fuzzled from just waking up. Slowly everything came back to him.
He wasn't at his house but at a hotel with some chick named Anne, who speaking of which, should be on the bed beside him, but due to the lack of lights he couldn't see much of her in the abundance of bed covers that were present on the bed.