Ruthenia's Development and Alexander's Choices

The sun rose from the horizon, its rays streaming down on Alexander's bedroom through the window and landed on his face. The warm light made his eyes snap open, causing him to groan as he tried to push the blankets off himself. Finally, he managed to get them up enough to crawl out of bed. 

He stretched his arms over his head, yawning loudly before making his way toward the bathroom. A shower would be nice right now, though not for very long. Five minutes would be enough to enjoy a warm shower in the winter. 

He stepped out of the bathroom while rubbing a towel vigorously through his hair and face, drying it off before hanging it up on the rack near the door.

He then began getting dressed in some comfortable clothing. His usual red military jacket and black trousers. Once dressed he made his way to the drawer next to his bed and grabbed his bag, slinging it over his shoulder before leaving his bedroom.