Aaron woke up with one of the most raging headaches he had had in a while. 

[i]"What time was it? How long did I sleep?"[/i] He wondered. He glanced down at his watch. Too long.

Sliding down to the floor, he realized that his train partner wasn't around when he saw her stuff now neatly reset into her seat. Sighing, he folded his own bed back into the ceiling and made sure it all looked the same.

Walking in a surprisingly normal fashion, Aaron made his way to the bathroom and showered. Afterwards, he brushed his teeth and tongue to get rid of any smell of last night, and put on clean pants and a button-down. 

Walking back to his room, he realized his partner was still gone. [i]"Probably transferred rooms."[/i] He sarcastically thought. Aaron turned and made his way into the dining car. 

Inside, he saw Anne sitting down at a nearby seat, staring down at her phone. Another attendant was making her way to presumably take breakfast orders, so Aaron sat down quickly. 

"Morning, Anne." He said, trying to be friendly. She was about the only person on the train he knew. The attendant came up, and asked him what he wanted to have. 

"Coffee and an omelet would be fine." He told her.