Eddie rolled over in his bed so that he was laying on his back, one arm thrown up over his eyes as he groaned. His other hand reached blindly for the rumpled blanket that had slid down, tugging it back up over his chest. He remained like this for a few brief seconds before the source of his annoyance broke into his much wanted sleep.<br/><br/>“Would you shut up.” He groaned, grabbing the second pillow from beside his head and slamming it down over his face. Eddie knew it was useless, you couldn’t block out something that was in your own head.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“I hunger Eddie, so get up.”</span>The voice growled, earning another groan from the man.<br/><br/>“Are you ever not?” He asked, throwing the pillow to the side and pulling himself into what could be considered as a sitting position, his eyes still closed. He hadn’t gotten in until late last night, Venom having had other ideas that didn’t involve an early night, or relaxation in any form of the word. When he only received a low growl in response, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed and made an attempt to stand. He wobbled on his feet at first, one hand finding the edge of the small end table to stop himself from crashing all the way to the floor.<br/><br/>“Fuck.” He cursed under his breath, swallowing back a mouthful of bile that had risen in his throat. “You know I really hate you sometimes, right?”<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Yes, but I try not to think about it.”</span>Venom answered, a hint of amusement in his voice as Eddie scowled at the empty room.<span style="font-style: italic">Parasite</span>He thought, almost feeling the annoyance going from the symbiote.<br/><br/>Eddie grabbed a discarded hoodie from the chair, pulling it on over his head and wrapping his arms around his midsection and shuffled towards the kitchen, his eyes still half closed.<br/><br/>“What’d ya want?” Eddie said with a yawn as he fumbled to start the coffee machine.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">“Not that.”</span>The symbiote said with disgust, earning a snort from Eddie.<br/><br/>“Well without it we ain’t doing too much today so shush.” He said. “I can’t believe you’ll eat a person’s head clean off their shoulders, but hate coffee. I practically lived off this stuff at one point.”<br/><br/>He ended up making up pancakes, and no, not from scratch, he had tried that once. Sitting down with the stacked plate, he flipped on the tv and settled down, already on his second cup much to Venom’s disgust. Shovelling a bite into his mouth, Eddie paused in his chewing as a shot of the Life Foundation building appeared on the screen. Reaching for the remote, he turned up the broadcast, swallowing his mouthful and leaning forward in his seat.<br/><br/>“Hey, you up for a little adventure?” He asked, not looking away from the screen as the reporter announced the reopening of the facility.