Andrew Collins son of Harold Collins the top spy in his own class lie asleep in bed. One of the maids a rather petite woman walked in silently. The boys grey eyes fluttered open when the maid opened the curtain but he shut them tight at the blinding light. Andrew raised a hand to his face rubbing it and then ran the hand through his slivery hair. The maid giggled and said "sir it's time to get up, it's awfully late". Andrew groaned obviously in a mood, usually his time of waking would be about 8 am but now it read 12 pm. Andrew betraying his fathers orders stayed up later than he should have. Andrew mumbled "please angela five more minutes". The maid left and he laid there motionless trying to fall back asleep.
