WHO: Ryder and Matt WHEN: Wednesday 8am WHERE: Matt's flat then his shop WHAT: Being brothers RATING: pg Ryder woke up irritatingly early, but could not identify the source of this unnatural occurrence. Recently he had been waking up around noon since he shop was destroyed. His brother had been glad to let his brother sleep in. God knows that it had been scary enough to be attacked and unable to defend himself. When he worked he would be up at five or six in the morning.
His stomach rumbled. Grudgingly he got out of bed, throwing on one of his grandmother's knitted jumpers over his pajamas and going to the bathroom to splash water into his dusty eyes. When he was properly awake he gave his reflection a derisory look. Sighing, he wet his hands and ran his fingers through his hair, telling himself he'd take care of it later.
He took the stairs one at a time for once and found his father in the kitchen. "Oh, hi Matt," he said, subtly looking around for anything edible that wouldn't involve extra work.