The sound of curtains being pulled and the sudden flood of light into your dark room ripped a groan from your lips. As if to add salt to the wound, your blankets were suddenly pulled from your body.

"Young Master, you should be awake by now." Leon's voice cuts through the late morning silence. You were already awake. You just dreaded getting out of bed, so you didn't, Leon knew this, of course, and he wouldn't have it.