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His gray-green eyes fluttered open with ease. Glancing at the alarm clock on the small nightstand by his bed, he smiled. Waking before it went off with its horrible shrieking was always a satisfying experience, and he had received yet another restful night's sleep to boot! Swinging his legs out from under the covers, he took a stand on the carpet and stretched with a groan of approval. Stepping over to the window, he opened the drapes in one boisterous motion to let the sun in.

Or what would have been the sun.

What he saw instead was an overcast sky releasing an endless but soft curtain of rain upon the horizon. He scratched his head with a frown. Wasn't today Saturday? Only two more days before school began, and he was supposed to begin moving into the dorm. As he leaned onto the window sill to watch the drops spatter against the street, there came a round of gentle knocking on the door.

"Alex, honey? Are you awake?" The voice was pleasant and familiar.
"Oh, yeah mom! You can come in," he nodded more to himself and faced the door as an older woman with long blonde hair in a messy bun made her way inside. She subconsciously adjusted the fuzzy pink robe that she was wearing to more conservatively cover the sleeping wear she wore underneath. In her other hand she held a coffee mug with a face on it that seemed to be affected by the level of liquid within. The eyes were lit up, and a big open mouth was present.

She gave a somewhat reserved smile, "Good morning, honey. I didn't think you'd be up already. I guess you've seen the weather, huh? They say it won't let up until late..." Shaking her head, she took a sip of the coffee.

He swung his hands behind his head with a lopsided grin, "Morning! Yeah, I was super excited since they said it would be sunny today, but uh..." He looked back to the open window and then back at her with a shrug.

She giggled, "Those forecasters seem to be a bit off lately, mm? Well, no matter. We'll figure something out! If it doesn't clear up, we can cover your things well and make sure nothing gets wet."

"Sounds like a plan, mom. Oh, did dad leave for work yet?"

"Bright and early," she held up the cup. "Made us some coffee on his way out. Why don't you get dressed and come on down? I'll get some breakfast cooking for you and your sister."