Light ran a large comb through his wavy red hair as his reflection stared at him, he looked as though he had never even participated in such a gruesome battle. His injuries had all been cleared.
He admired himself for a bit before he went over to drop his comb and put on a shirt. He glanced over in the direction of the trophy, a miniature golden structure that rested atop his wooden table.
'I really did it, maybe now he'll stop treating me like I'm worthless.' He mused as he sprawled across his bed for a moment.
"Ahhh, that ward room bed was so stiff. I missed my soft bed so much." He said out loud and hugged a pillow, the softness almost bringing a tear to his eyes.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Grrr. Who's at the door by this time." He muttered lowly as he got up from his bed, taking his time. It was late and he wasn't expecting any food or gifts at this hour so he wondered who it could be disturbing him by this time.
