The sunlight glared through the windowsill, piercing Aleksandr in the eyes. He squinted a bit, trying to turn over and ignore the light that was bleeding through the undrawn curtains. The remnant smells of his father's cassock was aloft. Aleksandr opened his eyes at the smell, seeing that the bed was vacant. He looked around the room, spotting his father in front of a makeshift icon stand, muttering some prayers to the abyss of nothingness that Aleksandr could see. He pulled the sheets over his face, trying to blot out the sun and the sudden attention of his father's prayers "I..." his father talked a bit louder, "I know you're awake, Aleksy. There's no use being slothful." "Aren't you praying, Papa?" His voice sounded a bit whiny as he spoke. "I just finished, my Aleksy," his voice was smooth like syrup when he spoke, coming out of the trance of prayer rituals and pomp. "Oh..." Aleksandr let out a painful sigh, shifting in the bed, trying to grasp a more comfortable position and ignore his father. "Shall you freshen up before we head to the cafeteria for breakfast?" His father stood up from kneeling on his knees. He was still grasping his prayer rope, as if anticipating Aleksandr to reject his offer. Aleksandr pushed the white, sterile covers from his face, "Should I be gluttonous and accept your offer or should I be a nervous wreck and destroy my whole metabolism by skipping several more meals?" His hand brushed over his face in contemplation. His voice was weak and stark when he spoke. A total seriousness was in his tone. "I'm sure Sylvia has been bothered by the nurses. They never let their patients sleep." Aleksandr slowly ripped himself from the bed, "Can I just be ordained a Sub-Deacon already and get it over with?" He walked over to a chair by the window, where he had folded his clothes and began putting on his jeans and shirt. After putting clothes on he slipped on his shoes. "Today is Tuesday, you should probably get something more substantial like eggs--" "Why?" Aleksandr cut him off. "Because, you haven't eaten much lately." "I'm not really... [I]hungry[/I]." [@Arista]