James covered his head, blocking out the blaring sound of his alarm clock. He knew it wasn't going to do any good, he actually needed to physically get up and handle it, but to be honest, James was just being lazy.
With a few moments he objectively threw his pillow to the side and rolled over smacking the top of his alarm clock. "Shutup." He mutter, not even attempting to put any effort in properly enunciating his words. Sitting up he gazed around the room. It practically bare, he knew nothing about furnishing so he simply bought what was necessary. A bed, an alarm clock, and a dresser. Scratching his head he pulled himself to his feet, moving slow to warm into the movements as he went over to the dresser, pulling out socks and a pair of pants, now moving to the closet and grabbing the first shirt he saw. James threw on the clothes, while stumbling through the door to the kitchen. Reaching the fridge and grabbing the carton of juice, opening it and drinking it without a glass.
James wasn't exactly know for being clean, he didn't have to be clean to get things done, so he didn't.
Placing the cap back on the carton and placing it back into the fridge, replacing it with an apple, taking a massive bite out of the side as he he strolled into the bathroom, running a comb through his hair and then walking outside to start his day.
-----------------------------------------------------
Piper nudge the little boy in her arms to try and get him to turn towards Derek. "Look Lian, he has a cookie, can you say thank you?" She asked, tilting her head to look at her son before flickering her gaze up to Derek with a sheepish smile. "What brings you to the park?" She asked casually to carry out the conservation. It had been awhile since she's properly spoken to someone other than a two year old. Most of her day now consisted of taking care of Killian, she didn't have time for socialization.
Killian pouted gently, as he was forced to face the man, looking at the cookie, Killian slowly reached out for it, curious to why this man was giving out cookies. Once grasping the cookie, he looked at his mother, seeing if it was okay. "Thank you." Killian muttered shyly before taking the cookie, playing with the tie. Listening vaguely to their conservation, but mostly he was wrapped up in playing with the cookie's cover.