Notes: For primeval100: challenge 454: Midnight
Lester awoke suddenly at the crash in his lounge. Rubbing his eyes, he went to investigate, instantly noticing the upturned pot plant on the floor and Connor trying in vain to keep hold of the squirming Diictodon in his arms
“Connor, it’s midnight. I was asleep.”
“I know and I’m sorry.” Judging by the rumpled t-shirt, jogging trousers and bed hair, Connor had been woken up by his pets’ antics too. “I’ll clean it up.”
“See that you do,” Lester grumbled, turning and heading back to bed.
Bloody irritating creatures. Just once, he’d like to get a full night’s sleep.