Grinding

Leo was jolted awake by a gentle nudge on his side. As he rubbed his sleepy eyes, he saw the silhouette of his father standing beside him.

"Come downstairs, dinner is ready..."

His father said, before turning and leaving the room. To ensure Leo would not fall back asleep, his father flipped on the light, causing Leo to let out a sharp cry as he shielded his eyes, like a vampire caught in the sun.

"Hisss..."

A raspy groan escaped Leo's throat as he pulled his blanket over his head, hoping to fall back asleep. However, his plans were foiled by Ricky, who came over and clamped down on the blanket, dragging it away from Leo.

'Why is the world against me?'

Feeling the soft touch of a furry ball against his face as it licked him, Leo rolled out of bed and headed to the washroom to freshen up.