Christian
"Good morning, Chris." Tom's voice is groggy as he steps into the lounge where I'm sitting with a sleeping Sophie on my lap. I look at the clock on the wall and it's only 5.05 am "Morning. What are you doing up so early?" He stretches and yawns while walking over to the big puffy chair that's in the corner. "I couldn't sleep. That bed ain't the comfiest and between Callum snoring like a f*****g dog and Jack talking in his sleep I've not had any more than three hours of sleep."
I laugh at Tom's answer, the man is not wrong. Callum has one of the loudest snores that I have ever heard and Jack doesn't shut up in his sleep, then again he doesn't shut up when he's awake either. "Why are you two down here so early?" He looks down at Sophie as she lays across my lap with her thumb in
