I was right there, watching him sleep. It was way past the time he would usually wake up. I had already shuffled around the bed to get his attention but nothing was working.

He was alive alright, he was snoring loud too. That was what woke me up in the first place.

Groaning in frustration, I picked up a pillow and hit it on his face. He grunted, collecting the pillow from his face and throwing it to the ground.

“Was that necessary?” Lance grumbled and I smiled like it was an achievement.

“You would not wake up, I think we have training this morning and you are spending so...