Walter did not move. He grumbled and ignored his friend’s pleas.
“Dude, we’ve got stuff to do today!” Rafi pushed.
Walter responded with yet another grumble at first, but much to his surprise, found himself capable of speech as well. “Rafi, buddy, I was up until 1:00am on Friday,” Walter explained.
“It’s Sunday morning,” Rafi pointed out.
“Here’s the thing, kiddo; 1:00am for old folk like me is equivalent to being awake for a week straight. It will be Tuesday before I feel like myself again.” Walter tried with all his might to stand up, but failed.
“Being old sounds awful.” Rafi said.
“It isn’t that bad. The trade off is ice cream breakfasts and TV binge watching.” Walter said, finally standing up. His joints popped and cracked and he grumbled some more. “It’s a worthwhile trade off, young one, really.”