— Fuck, I wish I could lie under the Bali coconut tree right now,— looks tiredly at the vibrating smartphone, wanting one thing: to throw it out of the airship, let it crash and calm down. The accumulated lack of sleep made him desperately want to eat a basket of limes and swallow an extra dose of Adderall. He wanted even more to lie down in a dark and quiet place. An hour will be more than enough. The thought that at any moment he just could steal the shuttle and leave here warmed his soul. — Or maybe I should hijack the airship itself, to hell with all this... —mutters quietly, stretching out like a flexible snake on the floor, completely ignoring the sofa. Perhaps this is his usual behavior, but for some reason it still attracted your attention.