"Aiden! Aiden! Wake up! Come on, you slowpoke!"
Aiden groans as he wakes up from his slumber. He touches his face as he feels the dried up tears from his cheeks.
He looks around the room and spots Daime on the corner with a wide smile. Aiden smiles at him with his half asleep spirit as Daime launch towards him and flop to the bed with Aiden.
"Wake up, sleepy head! You promised to help me. Come!"
Aiden just stares at Daime and tries to recall if he indeed promised him anything. Daime sighs and opens the door to scream at Primo.
"The fuck did you do to Aiden last night? Why does he looks so exhausted?!"
Primo only chuckles and continues with what he is doing. Aiden just looks at him with a smile and moves away from the bed as he stands in tippy toes to ruffle Daime's hair.
"Nooooo. Don't do that. It took me four hours to do a proper hairstyle!"