Tom woke up by midnight. He had been having a nice dream until notification sounds from his phone started disturbing his ears. He felt so weak, but managed to sit up from the bed after counting to three.
He looked at his wrists watch.
"Time's a sparrow," he grumbled. "So fucking fast!"
It was fifteen minutes past twelve, yet messages still flooded into his phone. Tom smiled at that. He was happy there were lots of people who cared to wish him well on his day.
He stood up from the bed, still so feeble. Just then, the memory of the Chinese girl whom he had had sex with flashed through his head.
"Dang!" He cursed ruefully, "I didn't even get to know her name!"
His birthday party was meat to start by evening as Gaius and the planning crew had had fixed it. There was still enough time for Tom to get some more sleep. But he had something he really needed to do first.