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The artificial dawn of The Maze's UV lighting system broke through the transparasteel window in his room. He forgot the close the shades again, or rather he was to drunk to remember the night before. The light slowly consumed his face, warming it. He tried rolling over, doing so only caused his head to throb and his stomach to churn.
The former crime boss suddenly shot up from the bed, leaned over, and emptied the mostly fluid contents of his stomach into the trash been wisely placed at what should have been the foot of his bed. "Well, there's that."
Swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he sat back up and hung his head for a moment. Wondering what he needed more, a shower or coffee. His bladder painfully reminded him of what his priorities were, and stumbled to the refresher in the other room. With the throbbing in his head, he couldn't be sure but he thought he heard a knock at his door.
"Go away." He yelled.
@Phoenix