I tossed on the bed all night as I became sleepless, and only dozed off in the early hours of the morning. When I finally woke up, it was some minutes past ten. I jerked up immediately. Why didn't anyone bother to wake me? If I was really going for the stupid award ceremony, then it would be very cool if George provided the outfit himself. 

I picked up my phone immediately. There were several missed calls from George and Maria. Was there any point still going since the stylist would be gone already? Should I phone George or not? On an afterthought, I decided it was best to phone...