Hearing voices coming up from the stairs, he woke up with a small groan. The black haired man had arrived at the place at a very early hour, so he'd been trying to get some sleep. But now, it seemed everyone else had arrived and it was time to be social. He sighed, running a hand through his bed hair and forced himself to get out of bed to get himself in a presentable state. Light blue green eyes looked back out at him through the pitch black hair as he stared at his reflection. Grabbing some clothes, he came back out of the bathroom not a few minutes later.

Once he'd given himself another once over, he went down the stairs and went to see where everyone was. The scent of food attracted him though, and he made his way to the kitchen. Maybe there was some leftovers. If not, then he'd be forced to make something. And pray it came out edible.