"Ryan."
The voice seemed to come from very far away, muffled and indistinct like someone calling through water.
"Hey, Ryan!"
This time the voice was louder, more insistent, accompanied by a hand shaking my shoulder with increasing force.
My eyes snapped open with a start, and I flinched slightly at the sudden transition from unconsciousness to wakefulness. Christopher stood over me, his expression caught somewhere between amusement and exasperation as he looked down at where I sat.
"Uh... yeah..." I managed to groan out, my voice thick and groggy with residual sleep.
My entire body felt heavy and sluggish, my mind still clinging to the fog of whatever dreams I'd been having. I blinked several times, trying to bring the world into clearer focus and shake off the disorientation that came with being abruptly awakened.
"Man, did you two actually fall asleep out here?" Christopher asked looking at us.
