It was hardly morning when the voices of the night warriors woke Arian up. He woke up lazily from his bed and stretched his body as he headed for the bathroom to freshen up. The morning drill thing was getting on his nerves and Arian was getting annoyed with it by the day. It was another day, another to face Stormie's sarcasm and provocative utterances. Another to be called a pretty boy Arian guessed in his thoughts. Even though if it might just be a fantasy hoping Arian prayed inwardly not to be treated in a way that will make him feel bad in his own body.