A new identity

Sam was jolted awake.

Kayla stared at her boyfriend on the bed, a worried frown on her face. "Are you ok? You've been staring into space for a while like a ghost".

"Erm, really?" He finally inclined his head to look at her.

Looking at her, the first thing that Noah noticed was the golden rays of the morning sun that were now peeking through the contours of the curtain into the room.

His eyes widened. "It's already morning?"

Kayla chuckled. "Ok, tell me the truth, are you drunk?"

"Me? Drunk?" Sam scoffed. "I don't even drink alcohol".

"I know," Kayla sighed. "Then why are you acting drunk?"

About a minute or 2 later, after Sam found a convenient excuse to distract his girlfriend's attention, Kayla finally left to make some food.

With Kayla gone, Sam could finally put his thoughts in order.

'What exactly was that?'