"Bright... Nnn..."
Wesley groaned as light filtered through his closed eyelids and shone into his sleepy pupils. He squeezed his stinging eyes and rolled over so he wasn't facing the harsh light.
"Mmnn... Why is there a light... It's not morning, I don't think..."
He opened his eyes to check. The spaces between the window pane he was facing were dark, suggesting that that it was still night time. He shuffled back onto his other side, blinking as his pupils readjusted to the glaring light.
"It's from the doorway..?"
He sat up and slowly closed and reopened his bleary eyes. He creaked his neck from tire to look over at the clock at his be
"JASON!"
Jason recognized that his name was called but blatantly ignored it, involved in repairing his motorcycle.
"JAYBIRD!"
He gripped the wrench in his hand stronger and jerked a bolt extra tight to let out his annoyance, mumbling, "Tim..."
"JAYJAY?! YOUR ASSISTANCE IS BEING REQUESTED!"
He looked up from his spot kneeling in front of one of the tires. He huffed as he threw his wrench aside into a toolbox and wiped the grease off with a handkerchief, "What do you want, baby bird?"
"DAMIAN'S SMOTHERING COLIN WITH HIS PELICAN!"
He wiped the back of his still oily hand on his forehead, "Again?"
"HURRY PLEA--- AAAGH DAMIAN, MY LEG IS NO