“Mr. Pendragon, it’s morning already”.
On hearing the blaring sound of his student’s voice shamelessly yelling his surname this early morning, Clark felt super irritated. His hands suddenly started feeling the urge of smacking someone.
“Mr. Pendragon…”
“Oh, shut up!”
With red eyes like those of a drunkard who was dragged from a pit to his room yesterday, Clark opened the door to his room before glaring hard at his student who looked back at him innocently.
“Gulp!”
With a single movement of his throat, Albert swallowed the water in his throat before raising his hand to wave politely. “Good morning, Mr. Pen…”
Feeling Clark’s glare, he wisely kept his mouth shut. This did not stop him from grumbling inwardly though, these days he felt like a mother who was listening to the mischievous antics of his son who was brimming in youth.
“Or why else would master yell at me when he said that he would wake up early today”.