"Damian. Wake up. Sharon's on the line." Bridgett said, shaking Damian gently.
Damian grunted and held out his hand of the phone.
"Hullo?" he said, once he put the phone to his ear.
His eyes were still closed.
"Damian, you're usually early. Where are you?" she asked.
"Um, we're on our way." Damian lied.
"Sure, baby. Just hurry up down here, alright?" she asked.
"We'll be down soon." He said.
He hung up the phone and handed it back to Bridgett who was still standing in front of him.
"What?" he asked, his eyes half closed.
She waved her hands around with this look of "what's all this?" on her face.
Damian looked around. He was in Nathan's bedroom, with Nathan on his lap.
"Bad night. Yours will come along sooner or later." Damian smiled manically, waking Nathan up.
Bridgett glared at Damian and walked out of the room.
Damian stood up and set a half awake Nathan on his bed.
"Get ready, we're leaving soon, and grab something you can eat in the car." Damian walked out of the bedroom and into his.
"This is gonna be a long day." He said to his walls as he changed into dark jeans, and a clean t-shirt.
He hopped down the stairs, pulling his shoes on.
Coner was asleep on the couch, wearing clean clothes. Nicola was watching Hannah Montana. Bridgett was reading a book.
"Ready to go?" he asked, walking into the kitchen.
There was a fresh pot of coffee waiting for him.
"Yeah." Nicola said.
"You're welcome." Bridgett said, walking into the kitchen.
"You're awesome." He said, hugging her.
"I know. What would you do without me?" she giggled.
"I'd probably go on a rampage through downtown Tokyo, destroying all building and throwing people into the ocean, until I was intern captured by the ISS and brought to the Untied States to be probed and studied. And then eventually killed, because I killed the President, because of the flash on the camera when he tried to get a picture with me." he said, pouring coffee into a to go mug.
"You're really weird Damian." She said, walking back into the living room.
"I know." he said, watching the stem rise off the hot coffee.
He walked back into the living room. Nicola was gone, and Nathan still wasn't down.
"Hurry up, guys!" he shouted up the stairs. "We're leaving!"
Nicola ran down the stairs, carrying her doll. Nathan trudged down the stairs, wearing a dingy white t-shirt, black jeans, and a black Bob Marley hoodie. He looked utterly exhausted.
"Let's go." He said, holding Nicola's coat open for her.
Bridgett woke Coner up and they left, pulling their coats on as they walked out the door.