Primo woke up from his slumber as soon as the sun rays hit his face. He groans at how bright it is and closes his eyes in response.
He covers himself with his thick covers but removed it afterwards as soon his sweat covers his face. He opens his eyes and looks around the room. He notices that his paper works are no longer at the top of his desk.
He thinks that Daime answers them for him, which he would say thank you later. He never thought that he get fever after masturbating too much because of Aiden.
He curses under his breath and looks at the time that is plastered on his wall. The time says six-thirty in the morning. He yawns loudly and steps out of his room to cook breakfast for them three.
He opens the fridge and sees some leftover porridge from yesterday and reheats it so he can eat it while cooking for his two cousins, who were still sleeping soundly in their room.
