Room 208, Saturday Morning

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Wyatt, a grin on his face, woke up slowly from very pleasant dreams. The details faded as he became conscious, but he knew they'd been good.

He yawned, stretched, and opened his eyes. Except everything was still dark. He blinked and rubbed his eyes. They were definitely open and he was definitely awake, but he couldn't see a thing. He could hear birds outside the windows; it had to be morning. The curtains weren't thick enough to blot out the morning sun, and besides, even if it was still night, there were outside lights and the glow of his alarm clock. But he couldn't see any of that.

Commence flailing.

[Establishy and open, especially to roomie. :) ]

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Tannim wasn't quite awake yet, but his roommate's flailing penetrated his groggy mind. "You okay?" he asked, opening one eye to look at Wyatt.