“Wake up lazy head.” I heard a male voice in my room while I was still sleeping. I was half-asleep now.
As I struggled to open my eyes properly so I could analyse who was waking me up from such a peaceful sleep, I noticed a blurry male figure standing in my room, his arms folded and staring at me as if I did something wrong. I couldn’t well figure it out but I knew he was sure as well dead because I was way too sleepy and I hated people who destroy my sleep.
“Are you still going to sleep? It’s ten in the morning and we have a long day ahead,” He said.
I took a deep breath from my mouth, still not at all in my senses and rubbed my eyes together. “I cannot well make out who you are,” I said. “But you are sure as hell de-“
I trailed off the moment I finally saw who it was. In front of me
