Tala paused his attack. "Yes? What were you thinking of?"

"I'm telling the truth! I was daydreaming!" Max giggled.

Tala raised an eyebrow. "About what?" he was suddenly very aware that he was only wearing boxers, but then decided he didn't care.

Max pointed at Tala's chest and stomach muscles, "Those..." Max covered his face with his hands.

Tala grinned. "Glad you like them." he tensed them and then relaxed them, teasing Max.

Max blushed a brighter red and pushed Tala playfully, "You're stupid!"

Tala laughed. "Why am I stupid? You were the one looking at them." He chuckled and got off the Max, stretching again. "Uhh, I hate mornings." he grumbled.

Max looked up at Tala, "You're stupid because you made me blush even more! And mornings are great becuase mornings include breakfast!" Max smiled beamingly up at Tala.

Tala chuckled. "Okay, fine. Mornings are okay."

Max smiled triumphantly, rolled out of bed and wandered over to a mirror, "Oh..my hair!" He began to try and fix his hair by running his fingers through it.

Tala fetched clean boxers and began to dress, still stretching and trying to wake up.

Max turned around, "Oh crap..I have nothing to change into.." Max bit his bottom lip as if to say 'Oops!'

Tala smirked. "I'll go to your room to get some, okay? Do you have a key?"

Max grabbed his jeans from the floor and pulled out a silver key, "Here it is, catch!" He threw the key to Tala, "Be careful.."

Tala smirked. "Don't worry."