(Robert's Room)<br/><br/>The sunlight crossing the bed early in the morning made the bed's occupant roll over, pulling the covers over his head. More rest...after everything that had happened over the last few weeks, Robert figured he was entitled to it. After all, after you've had to rush out of a burning dorm at midnight in only a pair of jeans you slipped on as you were rushing out, and even those singed to boot...<br/><br/><em>At least I kept a few things in my car,</em>he mused, then tried to shut those thoughts out, as the dark-haired young man pulled the covers closer around his nude form, he never wore anything while sleeping (even now), and tried to get at least a few minutes' more rest...