You finished your shopping outside around 4 in the afternoon, opened the door and hung your jacket, placed the bags and finally decided to go to the living room. You got near the living room door with small steps, then opened it.

Joe was sitting on the sofa by himself, he had an ukulele on his lap and he was literally half-awake trying to play something, he was struggling with finding the chords, his head was drooping forward and he looked like he's gonna faint from lack of sleep.

"You understand..-" He closed his eyes tightly and tried to wake up his sleep, changed the right hand position and continued playing, "Me-.. Mechanical hands.. mhm.." His eyes stared at the ground,

He was a mess, he was exhausted from lack of sleep so his playing was sloppy, he kept misplacing his fingers and making dumb mistakes all the time, he was literally in a trance-like state,

... He was still asleep but he was also aware that he was playing ukulele and singing at the same time, there was a constant fight between his brain and his body, he should've gone to sleep hours ago and he knew that but he just sat there. Gosh.. He looked like he was about to pass out there actually.