liam awoke to the same noise aa every other day, 'bleep, bleep, bleep', and he reacted the same way each moring, he flung his arm to his side thorwing the clock to the ground. But like very other day he was going to get up in 10 minutes. After Liam got up he picked up the clock and placed it back onto the bedside table and checked the time. Ten past six, he yawned and stood up before he walked into the bathroom and splashed a load of cold water over his face. he wiped the water off before getting clothes out of the cubord, his faverote grey t-shirt and black jeans along with his old black trench coat. he jumped into the shower and then washed up. After his shower he got dressed and packed his work bag, and placed it at the door, before heading towards the small kitchen space where he finished off the bread and butter for a quick breakfast. After liam fished he washed up and threw over his trench coat, and locked up all the windows and doors, making sure everything was tidy while he was away. He soon finished and picked up his bag and left the apartment, where he was greeted the same way each morning by his neighbours, where he would give a freindly wave back. Then came his best part his 'ducati'
http://www.crazybykes.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/02/Cool-Bikes-3.gif he sliped his bag under the seat and put on his helmate, "when will this thing do me any good" Liam questioned sarcasticly, before racing down the road to work, the boss had somthing important to tell the group about their next buisness trip.