It was daybreak. The golden ray of the sunlight filtered into the boys room through the windows.
The curtains we're only half closed, so the rays fell directly on Tony's eyes on his bed.
After turning and twisting to hide his face from the rays of the sun, he finally gave up and stood up from his bed.
He discarded his bed sheets from his body and stretched his hands as far as they could go.
Then he picked his glasses from the top of the little cupboard beside his bed and put it on, adjusting it slightly on his face.
Then he stood up to arrange his bedclothes. It seemed like a morning ritual.
Then there was a knock on the door.
"Who's there" Tony called out
"It's me, Kayla"
"Kayla?" Tony muttered. Why would Kayla come to their room so early in the morning.
Tony turned to check the others, especially Percy, to see if they were decent enough to receive visitors.
