I pressed a key to turn the screen on, sat down on the chair…

“Hey, boyfriend! Is it three?!”

Because, you know, I thought it was late, but not that late. I was pretty sure it was 1:47 a while ago, in fact.

“No. It’s not.”
“But! My computer says it is!”

The end of this sentence was uttered in a celebratory manner, because I had just realised the answer to the next question.

“You know what this means?”