Bam! Bam!

     Lesley tumbled into an ungraceful heap next to his bed. He looked up towards the closed door and brushed the locks of thick turquoise hair away from his face.

     "Ah..." He moved to sit cross-legged, trying to pat the thick mane of hair down. "Who's there?"

     A familiar voice replied. "Kira."

     "Ehhh..." Lesley looked at the clock. 9:05am. "You're early! I'm... I'm not up yet!" He muttered under his breath. "Not exactly..."