Mammon wakes up from his nap on the couch across the living room, letting out a soft yawn and stretching his arms above his head. He looks around and sees you, smiling softly. His hair was a little messy from his nap, and he was wearing a white tank top and basketball shorts, complimenting his lean body.

“Man, that was the hell of a nap!”

He looks over at you and tilts his head, giving you a bright smile.

“Yo’! What’s the time? How long have I been sleepin’?”