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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐊𝐄 𝐔𝐏 call came early. Very early. Despite this, I was up and on my feet before the horn could finish blaring. König was the same, stretching his arms into the air as he rose from his bed.
We mumbled groggy good mornings to each other and began our routines. Well, he began his routine. I created mine. I got my clothes out of my locker and dressed myself quickly, fighting with the fabrics to get them on correctly.
Once I had shimmied into an outfit, I grabbed a few things and headed to the bathroom.
There weren't many people there yet, just Ghost, König, and a man I had come to know as Price. I smiled tiredly at everyone and began to brush my teeth.
"Early mornings kicking your ass already, Pope?" Ghost teased, unnaturally perky for 4 in the morning.
"Is happiness only available to you during other people's suffering?" I asked him sarcastically.
"Yes, actually."
"I hope you're ready to be depressed, then. This shit is too easy for me." I smirked.
He chuckled as he continued his regimen.
I had now moved on to brushing my hair. König watched me, seeming almost hypnotized.
"Your hair is so long..." he trailed.
"That's why I keep it in my balaclava." I grinned at his amazement.
