His eyes opened slowly wanting to just stay in bed. A small headache arose from the bright lights and loud screaming. It had been a rude awakening and he knew that it was only the beginning, he was sure that other mornings would start off just as annoying and unnecessary as this one.
Each moment Bruce could feel his voice become audible and with a harsh tone he spoke from his bed.
"Some of us have to work and go to school and don't have time to just scream all day!" His face nuzzled back into the pillow and groaned, he could hear them complain in his head.
I guess I might as well get up. Bruce thought as he stretched and planted his feet on the ground, his whole body ached. He wore loose,light blue plaid, pajama pants and a white under shirt.
He slowly grunted his way to the kitchen where he met all his friends with a solemn look, and went straight for the coffee.
Bruce only gave a small nod, his way of saying good morning, before sitting down.
Short glances at each one was given by Bruce with a small smile. Lacie and Amber were together, and got the longest of the gazes, Bruce felt protected of them the most for Lacie had been truly hurt. They(Kyle, Faith, and Lacie) were all equal in his eyes as friends, but they did not need the protecting hand he felt Lacie deserved.
He patted Amber on the hand before have a sip of coffee.
"Yes please tell" Kyle had responded but Bruce, not knowing what had been said, asked.
"What?" His face had a tired and confused look, with a hint of agitation.