Saturday, the day where all three of your roommates usually slept in, Good, it was going to be a slow day, one where you could relax and-

“Wakey wakey!”

Nikolai yelled; nearly bursting the door of your room open, practically dragging Sigma by the hair inside. Sigma looked half asleep still, clearly as confused as you were.

“Ugh, let me go, Gogol…”

Sigma managed to groan, finally pushing Nikolai off him with a grimace, glancing over at you apologetically. Fyodor’s bedroom door opened, and he glanced outside; not very happy about being awoken, letting out a sigh.

“It’s only five in the morning, what is going on?”

Fyodor questioned, seeming only slightly disturbed as he ran a hand through his hair.