There was always something about evenings....something in the way the alarm always rang out in it's annoyingly loud blares when he knew he had reset it to be a morning alarm, something in the way the streetlight outside blinded him as he tried to sleep, forgetting to replace the curtains constantly, something in how the blanket always ended up in his teeth.<br/><br/>or maybe it was her.<br/><br/>As he tapped the switch at the top of his alarm, turning it off and turning over. he closed his eyes once more, feeling something on his arm. The Young man blinked twice, looking forward at the visage of the woman on his bed, lying naked on her side, unblinking.<br/><br/>"Morning, honey" She spoke, kissing his cheek. He recoiled out of surprise, rolling out of bed with a thud, crashing onto the floor and landing hard on his side. He gritted his teeth, quickly getting back up and looking around. she was gone, disappeared without a trace. He sighed, his eyes half closed and Solemn.<br/><br/>"Can't she give me some warning?" He asked, standing up and cracking his arm. "Or at least hang around long enough to let me respond" He looked around, breathing as he saw the mess that was his room. books were all over the place, parchments, scrolls, anything. He sighed, cracking his neck as he looked at the window once more...night time? How long had he been out?<br/><br/>The Empty bottle of Jack Daniels and the other bottle of Sake seemed to answer that itself. must have been out cold a long time in order to sleep that off. From the looks of things he hadn't bother to get out of his clothes. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply before heading for the door. "Might as well do something"