The room that Timaeus had been provided with was large, and was at the top most floor of the pack house. The room had a balcony and a bathroom. Although it could not compare to his own bedroom, it was still a considerably large size compared to other rooms he had been offered at other people's houses.
On the bed were his belongings, which had not been opened up since only he knew the password that opened it up. He ignored the stuff that was on the bed and pushed open the French doors that led to the balcony. A small breeze brushed his hair back, and the sun shone onto his skin, filling it with its warmth.
He tilted his head up and slowly opened his eyes to look into the sky. The sun was bright, and was still high in the sky. Due to the time difference, he felt somewhat sleepy. Timaeus ran a hand through his wind tousled hair, pushing it all back.
