Alfred
I woke up and sighed, feeling my brothers arms wrapped tightly around me. Matthew must have come into my room while I was asleep.
I carefully rolled over, my body feeling extremely sore. I looked at Mattie's face and he looked stressed, even as he slept.
"Mattie... You have to wake up. There is a G8 meeting today..." I said giving him a light shake. He wrapped his arms tighter around me before opening his eyes.
"You can let go of me Matt, I am fine." I said and he unwrapped his arms, stretching as he yawned.
"Good morning Al." He said quietly.
"How many did I have last night...?" I asked him anxiously. He was holding me pretty tight which means it must have been a rough night. He stood up and walked over to his suitcase that was on my floor.
"Mattie...?" I tried again.
"9... 9 times Al..." His voice cracked slightly. I know how hard this is for him and it breaks my heart.
I got up and have him a hug.
"I'm sorry Matt..."
He looked at me.
"Your getting worse Al..." I nodded sadly.
"I know Mattie..." I said solemnly.
We stood there, hugging in silence before he pulled away.
"It's going to be a busy few days... The world meeting is tomorrow and then Christmas on Friday. Do you think you will be okay...?"
I nodded.
"Of course I will, I'm the Hero!" I said with a smile and I turned to walk down stairs.
I heard Matthew following me as I walked into the kitchen looked around my cabinets and fridge. After a short debate with myself I decided to make homemade biscuits and gravy. I made the dough, humming quietly to myself as I kneaded it on the countertop before cutting it into circles and putting it in the oven. I walked over to Matt, who was sitting on the couch, and sat next to him.
He looked over at me and smiled, I returned the gesture. We sat together in a comfortable silence, just enjoying each other's company.
We sat there for about 20 minutes before the timer I set in the kitchen went off and I hurried to grab my food. I slipped on some oven mitts and carefully grabbed the tray. I set it on the counter and put a few of them onto 2 plates with gravy, bringing one plate to Matt.
"Thanks." He said, setting his plate on the small living room table and picking up his fork and taking a small bite.
"This is good Al." He said and I smiled, eating my food as well.
We finished our meal and I grabbed our dishes, going and putting them in the sink.
"Our flight leaves in an hour Al... We should get our bags and get going if we want to make it to England by tonight like we said."
I nodded and went to go grab my suitcase.
'It's going to be a long day...' I thought, already feeling exhausted.
