Xaven laid in his bed, but sleeping peacefully was far from it, he tossed and turned all night like his mind and body wouldnt shut down.  and when he was woke up by someone dive bombing him, he started bouncing as he groaned, opening his eyes just to watch her fall back onto her butt. "im awake" he grumbled, though it was somewhat less annoying when she kissed his cheek. "yea yea, five minutes, i got it" once she was gone, grumbling he got out of bed, though every joint felt on fire, and stiff.. god was his stiff.  he stretched before moving into his bathroom to clean up, then dress.  he rarely got sick, but today he just felt horrible, on edge. 


five minutes later, wearing a blue and white sleeveless shirt, one that showed off his arms, and a pair of jean shorts he came down the stairs, smiling to Vanessa "awesome" when she said the luggage was already in and car and everything. "im starving"  his uncle, stood there, watching his nephew who came down and went right for the coffee and toast.  Xaven poured him a cup of coffee, added the creamer and then proceeded to spoon at least ten spoonfuls of sugar into it before he turned it up and drank it down in one gulp, sighing he sat the cup in the sink then went for the toast. "so" his uncle said, standing, leaning against the counter. "i guess this is the last day for me, going back to my lazy lifestyle" Xaven nodded. "well, as suprising as it was to see you, it was nice to see you" Xaven said, shaking his uncle's hand, after wiping it off of crumbs from the toast.  then he went to go tell his parents they were taking off.