C55 Fifty Five

Alex's POV -

"Here, take this." Caleb says, handing me a weight in my right hand. I take it from him slowly, blinking as I try to make sense of my surroundings.

"What day is it?" I mutter, holding the weight with a limp wrist. It dangles from my arm and I don't have the slightest motivation to lift it or even place it back onto the floor.

"Friday." Caleb mutters