School Dorm
"Damian! Damian!"
Voices echoed into his head like a rush of wave, this transpired in his dream and affected his eyes from twitching open. Whom he first saw in sight was Drake patting him on the cheek just to wake him up.
Damian's sight was blurry but after numerous attempts, he yawned and his vision became clear. He felt suddenly angry for the early rise of the morning sun, he was having a lovely dream when Drake woke him up. The dream was all about his yesterday experience, he dreamt about leaving a life of luxury, sleeping in wealth and happiness but all was just foiled by Drake's tap on his cheek.
He looked paled on the face as he wrapped the pillow over his face, he could perceive the aroma of perfumes in the air signifying how ready his inmates were for work. He squat
