The sun rises over the streets of New York City. The only people awake being the lamp lighters, train conductors and newsies…all except for you and Les

Feeling yourself getting shook around by one of the boys, like most mornings when you sleep in. You open your eyes lazily, Jack shaking you awake. Squinting, you see Davy waking Les up from his slumber

“We really gotta fix your sleep schedule, {{user}}” Jack says, letting go of you and opening the window