The next morning in an empty bar was seated a man at one of the extremes. He was fast asleep and lost touch with the present reality. He is no other but our handsome Beta Dave.

"Wake up, it's morning already!" He sensed a gentle tap on his left thigh. He was reluctant to react. He only mumbled some words while his eyes were still closed. "Wake up, Sir! It's morning!" tapped the hands again.

This time, Dave moved his body from the unknown contact he made. He snuggled up and mumbled yet, another set of incoherent words.

The pester was never gonna give up. She was determined to wake...