Warning For Lucas

"Oh, shit! I'm late! I'm late!"

Darren, who was working from the bed with a laptop on his lap, turned his attention away from his work when he heard the commotion caused by Bryan's awakening.

Darren just raised an eyebrow, enjoying the show Bryan was putting on before his eyes because in his carelessness, Bryan, who thought he was running late, was trying to get to the bathroom with his eyes still too heavy to open, causing him to bump into objects or walls in front of him repeatedly.

"Where are you going?" asked Darren after Bryan came out of the bathroom only five minutes after the man had entered it because it looked like Bryan had just peed and washed his face.

"To the office," Bryan said as he hurriedly buttoned his shirt–the more he hurried, the more chaotic his work became as he had to undo the wrong button several times.

"So early?" asked Darren again.

"I'm so late!" Bryan said.

"What's late? It's four in the morning," says Darren, bringing Bryan's movements to a screeching ha