It was still early, and someone had deliberately pulled back the window curtains, letting sunlight into his room. Lucas rolled over and covered himself with the blanket. The morning was too early and he wanted to sleep a little longer. Even though he was sleepy, Lucas could still hear the sound of someone breathing.
"It's like I have two children who are hard to wake up. But this oldest child is hard to wake up."
The sound of Eric's complaints and sighs disturbed his ears. Lucas removed the blanket that covered his body. His face was flat and unfriendly, especially the black bags under his eyes, which indicated that he still hadn't gotten enough sleep.
"Are you mocking me, Eric?"