Morning arrived faster than Nox would've liked, especially considering the events of the previous day.
He woke up early thanks to a knock on their room's door, the long hair sticking on his face.
Maybe he really should cut it.
He groaned, dragging a hand down his face as he sat up. The knock came again.
Whoever it was clearly didn't care that it was barely sunrise.
"Yo, somebody get that," Devon's voice came from the other bed, muffled under a pillow.
"You're closest," Cass muttered from across the room, flipping a page in his book without even lifting his head.
How he was already awake and reading, especially since he was supposed to be the lazy one, was a mystery Nox didn't have the energy to solve.
"Fine," Nox muttered, swinging his legs off the bed.
The floor was cold under his bare feet as he trudged toward the door, his hair falling in messy strands across his face.
He made a mental note to actually do something about it later... without Devon's help of course.
