Angel laughed. It wasn't a cruel laugh so much as a giggle of amusement. Even if William began hating him all over, it was good to wake up early in the morning. He jumped up as soon as William's bathroom door closed, shedding his own clothing an putting on daytime clothes---a light brown t-shirt and a light jacket of the same color, boot-cut jeans and boots that seemed to add a bit to his height. When the shower turned off from William's side, Angel shook his head. "It's good to wake up early!" He called, lacing up his boots and jumping up, going around to his own bathroom to brush his teeth and bring a warm washrag over his face. His hair was wild, having dried while he was asleep, so when he stepped back up, Angel took it down and shook it out, glancing in a nearby mirror. It was wild and crazy, but a few brushes with his fingers took out the tangled locks, letting it lie against his head and shoulders gently as William came out.

"You ever gonna eat downstairs with the rest of the school?" He asked, expecting an overdressed man to enter at any time. "Nice to be social even if you don't want friends." He shrugged. "But whatever. I think I'll go outside before breakfast." he glanced at his clock. Six-thirty. A few hours before breakfast, and yet another before his first class. He grabbed his inhaler from the bedside table, glad he hadn't been awakened in the night with an inability to breathe, and pocketed it just in case. "See you soon, Will." He waved, turning and moving out of the room.