Six o'clock in the morning, Sebastian was still sleeping, one arm slung over his eyes, a line of sleep-drool migrating into his hair. He rolled over in the bathtub and his other arm followed after him, landing over the edge of the tub uncomfortably. He groaned and opened his eyes, blinking against the sunlight filtering through the window a few feet from his head. "Bugger," he stated, and winced as he untangled his ungainly limbs and pulled himself out of the tub. He sighed as he looked at himself in the mirror; terrible, as usual.
Wandering out into the main room to seek out his comb, he found himself looking over at Kayla, her hair fanning out about her sleeping figure gracefully. He watched her for a moment and then picked up his bag to search for his comb, which he found a moment later in a front pocket. As he brushed his hair, he moved to the window and looked out over the town. There were a few stragglers meandering about the streets already, setting up stalls and waving 'good morning' to each other.