Zane yawned and got up from the bed. He sat up still feeling the urge to go back to sleep but he shook away that feeling. With sleepy eyes, he opened his Atlas, pulled a holographic graph of the shuttle service and ordered a ride to school by eight.
He wore his house slippers and headed to the bedroom to wash his face. Zane had a very odd dream, in that dream, the seventh prince had come over to sleep at his place after washing a movie, he had almost caught him conversing with the system, the ending was even more funny, they had spent the night playing games and watching comedies till the prince almost fell asleep, then he helped him to his room. It turned out that they were next-room neighbours.
What a weird dream, Zane thought. Lack of Sleep, too much stress, it seems like the reason could be anything. The cold water splashed on his face, allowing him to wake up and clear his thoughts.
