As usual David was kicked out of bed from his so many nightmares. Everywhere was dark as he sat up, he didn't have the window blind on so he could see through the window, the beautiful night sky with thousands of bright twinkling stars which stared back at him.
He tried going back to bed, as Kyle didn't want anyone in the hallway at night.
But the pain from his recent caning won't just let him.
David forced himself on his feet hissing at the pain. His eyes traveled on his unpacked luggage and he gulped. Kyle had clearly told him to unpack.
He looked at the clock and it was like twelve midnight. He sigh under his breath grabbing his torch, he turned it on limping to his disorganized stuffs and crouching down.
As he slowly unpacked, he would get up every now and then to place his clothes in his closet and most stuffs on his drawers, nightstand. It was crazy of him, who unpack their stuffs at 12 midnight?
