Kevin stumbled into the room just slightly after Sean, a rumpled t-shirt and running pants on and sneakers still untied, a cup of coffee in his hand. "Mornin'" he nodded, still half asleep. "So, anyone else get a wake-up note from their mum this morning? Bit odd really, seeing as me mum rung up the curtain about 10 years ago." He threw the note down on the table, then plopped into a chair, his coffee splashing slightly as he set the cup down and rubbed his temples with his fingers. Hell of a morning, and it wasn't even breakfast yet.