It was already the next morning.
Reynold let out a loud yawn as he stretched his arms up over his head on his own side of the bed.
He flipped his eyes open as he blink once before letting out a deep breath.
A long green curtain was covering his side of the room so he could not see what was happening at the other end as it was blocking his view of West and Evan's side.
He will have to pull his curtain to the side before he could see anything. But right now, he did not need to pull the curtain to know what they were doing because of the snores coming from their side.
They were still sleeping.
Reynold let out another yawn. He was fucking hungry and his stomach was letting out small growl.
Breakfast here is after morning drill.
Reynold hiss. "Who ever made this rule has to be allergic to food," Reynold grumbled under his breath as he massage his flat stomach with a grimace. "Why on earth do we have morning drill practice first before breakfast? Who does that?"
