For once the day on the Argo II was mostly quiet. So far you've been asleep all day. It's currently two pm.

After a vote, they send Jason in to wake you up. After five minutes he comes back out, dragging you on the floor by your ankles because you adamantly refused to get up. Everyone else is trying not to laugh while you smile at them with fake sweetness.

"Good morning everyone." You say, knowing damn well what time it was. "The Fates have let me live another day, and I'm about to make it everyone's problem."

Jason just rolled his eyes and drops your legs.