"Max, wake up, my nephew!"
This conversation has been happening very frequently lately; I was waking up from the dream world I had drifted into by Sukrucuk's bass-baritone voice.
"What happened bro, did we catch a debuff?"
I passed out all of a sudden, there had to be a reason for it. I sprang to my feet and checked the condition of the other party members besides Sukrucuk. Seeing that they were still here, right beside us, relaxed me a bit, and at the same time, words that would allow me to fully understand everything was fine entered my ears.
"Nah boy, you didn't sleep all night, and after eating you dozed off. We figured, let him sleep for an hour and get himself together."
Thank God, the nasty heaviness on me is gone. Of course, in the meantime, we passed the seventh hour and entered the eighth. My eyes were all puffy; some say intermittent sleep is good, but it's not for me at all. You gotta put your head down and get at least eight hours of uninterrupted sleep, man.
