I woke up before him, my bad ankle on him, feeling all his part below his body. He is sleeping loud. "Jack," I try to wake him up in a slow voice. He just tightened the grip on my shoulder, putting a blanket to cover fully. "Jack, It time to wake up," I said slowing shaking his hand. He half-opened his eyes, "What time is it?" he asked in a deep sleepy voice. "How is your ankle now?" He asked looking down, I suddenly removed my leg from him. "It is already half-past five. My ankle is fine now." I said. My father called me "Idris, wake up. Time to go." from the other side of the door, knocking. Jack woke up and opened the door, "We will be there, in five minutes." He said. My father came into the room, "How is your ankle now, Bitsy." sitting on the bed. "Yeah, it's fine. Jack gave me ice ma
