((And I need to find a picture. I shall after this post....))<br/><br/>Just as always, as the rest of the family woke up, William Weston was asleep in his bed. The alarm was ringing, a very annoying tone that got louder as each minute passed. He slept past it, only lifting his head enough to cover it with his pillow before drifting back to sleep. "MmmmmmMmMMrrrmmgrgmmmm..." he mumbled to himself as the tone got louder. "MMmmmmmrrrmmm turn the fucking thing off.......!". Suddenly he was up, dashing across the room to switch the alarm off...before dashing back and collapsing into his bed once more.<br/>Wasn't it the weekend? Will deserved to sleep in; yet one of his parents always set his alarm to wake him up early. "It's healthy!" they would claim, an obvious cover up for making him work for them.<br/>Pulling the covers back above his head and drifting off back into sleep, he sighed. Maybe they would let him sleep in for once.