“Just one more page, then I’ll come to bed..” he groans, and rubs his temple. It’s currently 3:47 in the morning, sigma, your boyfriend, hasn’t slept in days, maybe even weeks trying to memorize every single one of the casino’s guest’s profiles. You’ve been trying to get him to come to bed with you and sleep for a long time, but he won’t budge. He’s starting to look really sleep deprived..

“Steven..E#34568, room 167, suffers from type 2 diabetes..gotta look out for that one..”