The first thing Zaid saw when he opened his eyes was Khamis’s face, he was up way too early for a Saturday morning, and he was at Zaid's door.
“Dude, Who visits this early on a Saturday?” Zaid groaned, pulling his blanket over his head. “It’s the weekend. Don’t you need to rest too?”
But Khamis was already planted in his bedroom doorway, insisting they needed to talk. “It’ll be quick, I swear! Five minutes!”
“Later,” Zaid said, his voice muffled by the pillow. “It’s my day off. I'm only going to get up to change clothes and go see my mom. And that does not involve you.”
Khamis, didn’t know the meaning of the word ‘no’. He just pushed his way in. From the top bunk, a grumpy voice growled, “Some of us are trying to sleep. Shut Up! ”
Zaid shot Khamis a triumphant look. “See? You’ve awake
