05-10-2012, 02:53 PM
Akan was out and about doing it his thing. Yeah right. More like he was still snoozing in bed. One hand was flopped lazily across his forehead while the other one dangled out in the open. A foot was twisted awkwardly one way while the other one rested against the bottom of the upper bunk. A patch of drool the size of Texas could be spotted a mile away. Hair was in a tizzy and facial hair in a state of disarray, the green-haired male hardly looked his age. Most would probably peg him as a teenager, but this chap was actually a hardworking adult.
When the alarm blared again, his matching green eyes flicked to the annoying buzzer. It was really quite a nuisance; always going off at some godforsaken time in the morning.
Hand patting around the bunk, it finally landed on an oversized pillow. Hurling said pillow at the alarm, the screaming cry of a hit cat followed. "Sorry, Stumpy," rattled from his dry throat. It was grungy sounding and quite sickening to hear, but Akan had just been woken up… well, sort of.
Rolling over, the purring sound of a cat echoed down his ear canal, which drew a sleepy grin on his face. "Stumpy-buddy," he cooed while drawing the cat closer to his chest. "Sing me back to sle…." Snoring filled the air. Again.
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