Alfie wakes up with a slight headache the next morning. He rolls out of bed and headed straight for the bathroom. He quickly showers, moisturized and then pulled on a pair of jean shorts that stopped mid-thigh and a black t-shirt with the word BASTILLE on it. He walks to the mirror while he combs his hair, he stops when he thinks he spots something.
He silently hopes it was nothing, he leaned in closer to inspect it and lets out a loud sigh of relief when he sees it wasn’t a pimple. When he was done, he grabbed his phone and wallet. He makes his way out of his room and into the sitting. It was empty but the air carried a sweet smell of turkey bacon and he follows the trail to the kitchen where he finds Arjun behind the stove, bacon sizzling in the pan.
“Morning, Arjun.”
Arjun wiggles hi
