I woke up the next morning and yawned. I was so tired. The room was still dark and Max and Alex were still sleeping.
I yawned again and rubbed my eyes. I got up slowly from the bed, making sure to keep them both covered.
I got on a hoodie, and left my sweatpants on, and put socks on, and went downstairs.
Francesco and Enzo were in the kitchen, eating.
"Good morning" I smile at the both of them.
"Easy for you to say good morning, you didn't get shitty sleep," Enzo said and I raised my eyebrow.
"And why did you get shitty sleep?"
"Because you were busy till 2 am, Cassidy, and you're goddamn noisy. Why does my room have to be next door to Max's" Enzo whined and I giggled.
"I am not noisy, and you could have always slept in the other spare room," I say and he rolls his eyes.
