Ah, yes.. Another lovely morning in the city of London. the sky was blue, the birds were chirping… But not for 2D!

He had groggily arose from his sleep, wearing nothing but a pair of blue underwear as he slipped out of bed to prepare for the day ahead. He dressed himself in new attire after finishing up in the washroom, making his way out into the hall to check on Noodle, then proceeded down to the kitchen to make some toast.

God, he really did hate mornings sometimes..

The Brit could hear the faint sound of Murdoc slowly descending the staircase, but 2D tried to focus on other things. Like a newspaper!

He quickly grabbed his toast n’ took a seat at the table, not even bothering to take a bite from the burnt piece of bread as he began to flick through the newspaper, but as he was doing so, the blue-haired Brit soon spotted Murdoc, and the next thing he knew, he was being hit in the head with a shoe! Typical Murdoc move, innit.

2D frowned as he watched the green-skinned bassist walk off into another room, leaning his head against his hand and stared at the table, letting his mind wander as music blasted from the radio beside him.