I have been fully awake since we arrived, and no, I have not moved. Why bother? These dipsh*ts want to mess with me; I will mess right back. I am happy to be patient. My mate will understand when I explain it to her later.
More time has passed. Someone in the room has started pacing. The footsteps are light, so I think it is the female.
It has now been three hours.
It has now been four hours.
For the past ten minutes, the female's pacing has been interrupted by intermittent pauses in which her footsteps head my direction, hesitate, and then go back to pacing the other direction again.
This is a telltale sign that the female is about to break.
Sure enough, shortly after the four-hour mark, the female yells at the two males. "We cannot wait anymore! We need to wake him up!" she tells them.
The males apparently agree with her, because the next thing I know, I am being moved into the sitting position and my blindfold is removed.
