I wake up from what I thought was a few minutes of sleep, but it seems as though the sun is out. Is it morning? Did I sleep on this couch? I take a minute to orient myself and realize that I am not on a couch, but instead, I'm in a really comfortable bed with soft sheets. I don't remember us coming to the bed! And Marco is not even in the bed. Where could he have gone? I look around the room to notice its coziness. There'...