[color=9e0b0f][h1]Ved[/h1][/color]
	He woke with a start, his hand automatically moving to his nightstand to turn off the alarm that was screaming into his ear. With a low groan, he sat up and ran his hands over his face, forcing open his eyelids as he rolled their contents back towards his skull. [i]Fuck Waking up this goddamn early[/i] he mused softly to himself as he sat forward, double-checking to making sure his alarm was off, and not simply on snooze. Staying still for a few moments, completing his waking up process, then sliding his lower-half to the left and pressing his feet against the cold hardwood floor. Throwing the blankets off of his legs, he stood, and walked half-haphazardly into his bathroom, turning on his shower, then stumbling back into his bedroom. Grabbing a pair of clean underwear, he walked back into the bathroom and undressed, then stepped into the now steaming shower. Going through the usual routine of lathering and rinsing, he took maybe five minutes, tops. Hopping out, he wrapped his towel around his lower body and lifted a bottle of pills from his medicine cabinet, twisting it open and tossing two down his throat, without water.

	Having kept the door open, the steam hadn't built up too much, and instead of a cloud of steam flowing out of the room upon his exit, it happened slowly, a steady stream continued to move out of the door as he stepped out. Walking to his room, he continued to dry himself off with his towel, before slipping into his underwear and putting on his glasses. Looking through his closet, he decided on a simple pair of tight and intentionally ripped up black-jeans, a tight black sweater, and a pair of 11 inch combat boots with the jeans tucked in.

	He walked into his kitchen/dinning room, after getting dressed, and turned on the television. He opened the fridge, searching for something to eat, and deciding upon eggs and coffee. Grabbing the carton of eggs and tossing them onto the counter, he placed a pan on the stove and turned on the heat. Then began the process of making coffee, afterwards, he began looking out the dark window as his eggs began to fry.