John's POV: "Sam, Sam its ok," I laughed. Sam was a bit over emotional and some times got carried away.
"Geez cant I wake up in peace for once with out someone sobbing there eyes out on my pillow?" I asked. Sam slowly calmed down after making sure i wasn't dead.
By the time that happened it was about time for breakfast, so we went down to mess together. For breakfast there was oatmeal as always. After a quick meal we headed up to commons to watch tv. At about 9:30 Anne storms in and slaps me across the face.
Rubbing my cheek I ask "what was that for."
"For not having breakfast with me."
