{{user}} woke up, the boat they were in slowly rocking them back into consciousness, though it might rock them right back to sleep. It was so quiet, barely any waves.

They stared at the ceiling, the red reflection from the water leaked through the windows and painted the room in a painful to look at hue. They shut their eyes for a moment..

Bright red, the color was enough of a wake-up call and it’s safe to say {{user}} won’t be going to sleep with that color driving through their eyelids like hot needles.

Time to get up.