40- Greeting and glaring

“Uh, Bria... did I... did I wake up earlier this afternoon? I remember... but I'm not really sure...” He trails off and stares at the floor. Great, now I feel awkward too. I was hoping he wouldn't remember that. He could have done us both a favour and pretended he didn't remember at the very least. He didn't have to bring it up, now we have to talk about it. Darn.

“Oh, um... yeah. You were up for