Nathaniel groaned, finally pulling himself out of bed, grabbing his toothbrush and toothpaste he made his way into the conjoined bathroom. He entered, stopped, then processed everything. Shower running, curtain closed. Oops. "Sorry.." He muttered, putting his stuff down, turning and walking out of the bathroom. "No early shower for me. Guess I'll make breakfast." He muttered, flushed. They would have to practice serious door locking skills.

He grabbed cereal, pouring milk into the cheerios and then sat down at the table and put his head down. He was still processing the early morning dreariness.