Elijah&Mitch | For a Day
He woke up early morning, when the sun hadn't even touched the horizon. Carefully treading around his mess of a cabin, Elijah got ready for the day ahead of him. He grabbed some shirt and groped the color to find the tag so he would know how to put the shirt on. Boxers, pants, and sweaters were an easier affair considering the had a more obvious indicator for the front. Socks never mattered, and shoes were simply figuring out where the arch was. After 6 years, Elijah could easily dress himself alone.
After he was done, he quietly exited the cabin. If he had woken anyone up, they didn't bother to whine at him for it. Once the door was shut, he pulled out his phone. "Siri, what time is it?" He asked. She responded with 4:26 am. What good timing he had.
He took a few steps forward and sat on the steps. The cold morning air bit at his skin, which helped him to wake up more. He wasn't particularly a morning person, but he'd made sure to get a goodnight sleep for the day ahead.