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Waking up

It was an early Saturday morning, the winter sun was shining and only the sounds to be heard were birds chirping. Even a few crunchy steps from people walking in the snow outside, and soft snores. This was coming from Ben and Tomas's room. The two boys were 18 and Tomas proposed the idea of moving in an apartment since they were both the legal age to move out and were very close friends. *insert Lenny face*(End me now)

They both have small jobs to pay for their rent. Tomas worked at Starbucks and Ben was a cashier At Wal-Mart. The two boys were on Winter break from work and school, and had a busy day yesterday with Aberdeen and Celeste, playing in the fresh fallen snow. They had made a giant snow man, an army of snow angels and had the usual stick fight, maybe some snowballs were involved. Nyanbol didn't come because she said

"I'm to old to play in the snow like twats! I've got anime to watch."

Although Ben was silly and dressed poorly in the harsh Canadian winter. He had a coat, his cap, boots, and gloves,which in the end got soaked, but that wasn't enough to keep him from being chilled.

Tomas groaned. Rubbing his eyes as he struggled to wake up. He sat up and stretched his back, popping his joints. He opened his eyes and peered at the bright world, he looked at the clock it read 10am. 'Ben is probably downstairs..' he thought but that thought was quickly erased when he heard a snore from beside him. He looked to the side to find a sleeping Ben. Surprised Tomas quietly snuck out of the room and went to making some breakfast for the two, it was unusual for Ben to still be asleep. He was the one to wake up before any of his friends, around 6am would be the usual. Tomas was glad the boy was getting his well needed rest, especially after yesterday.

As Tomas made scrambled eggs and toast he took out his phone and fiddled with his pocket morty's, he had almost finished the random encounter as toaster popped and the eggs were about done. He plated the food by the time he was done cooking for both of them, it was nesrly 10:45. He heard the bed squeak but no foot steps. This made Tomas worried, to calm hus nerves he went down the hall to check on Ben. Although when he got there, he found Ben lying on his side glaring at the wall. It was like someone threw him in the grave and he just climbed out of it.

"Hey Ben why you glaring at the wall, what'd it do to you?" He laughed, Ben jumped. "Sorry for startling you, good morning by the way."

"Morning" Ben said his voice hoarse as he rolled onto his back.

"You really slept in. It's almost 11."

"Really? It feels like a haven't slept at all." Ben sighed pulling the covers up to his chin.

"Your voice sound hoarse, you feeling Ok? Other then being tierd." Tomas asked noticing Ben didn't look thst great. He noticed that that his face was pale and flushed, bags under his eyes and his usual bed head didn't really help with the lively look. Tomas sat at the edge of the bed and put his hand on Ben's forehead.

TO BE CONTINUED