Alistair was groggily tired, his late nights were beginning to catch up to him. He hadn't planned on getting out of bed just yet, but from the sound of the roosters had interrupted his dream about a celebrity he'd seen in a magazine or something along those lines. He pulled his eyelids open as though they were attached to weights, they were still heavy. The bright light that filtered in through the cracks in the curtains burnt his already tired eyes. He sleepily raised his arm and dropped it over his face, maybe more sleep would be possible he thought.<br/><br/>However, seemingly as though on cue as he began to drift off, the second rooster began to crow. He breathed in deeply and sighed. It was going to be a long day. He threw back the blanket just a little too over enthusiastically and it hit the curtain making that curtain dust float around the room. Coughing with the recent dust attack, he hauled himself into a sitting position. Hopefully he wouldn't wake the whole house with his coughing fit. After a minute or two it subsided and he stood up. His room was cold, but that was mostly how he liked it, but this morning it made him long for the warmth of his bed. Resigning himself to having to face the day he stretched out and wandered over to his wardrobe, pulled out a t-shirt and some jeans and chucked them on, pulling on the socks he wore yesterday, not really caring about the fact they were worn yesterday, he headed out of his room.<br/><br/>Hungrily, he headed downstairs and towards the kitchen, in hopes that he would find something he could use as breakfast. He knew the others were most likely already up and as fresh as daisies, he never knew how they did it. Getting up before 10 was normally a struggle for him. As he got to the kitchen he realized Alexia was already awake and in the kitchen getting ready for something or other he wasn't sure. He sort of teetered in the doorway, waiting for her to turn around, wondering if she'd heard him come in or whether it was going to give her a little scare seeing him standing there, looking like some what of a zombie.