Chapter 77 Noah

Noah's POV

"Have I mentioned how much I hate mornings!" I grumble to no one as I stumble down the stairs like a zombie.

I make my way into the kitchen rubbing my eyes, still trying to get the sleep out of them.

I walk past the snack bar where Alpha Jerk is sitting and walk straight to the coffee pot, and throw a K-Cup in it.

I lean forward, folding my arms on the counter in front of the coffee pot and resting my chin on my arms, watching the coffee slowly drip into my cup.

"Why does it take so long?" I grumble as I reach a hand back and scratch my ass.

I hear someone laugh behind me and I glance over my shoulder to see

Ryder walked into the kitchen.

"Did you crawl out of bed, and walk straight down here?" He asked.

"Don't talk to me yet. I need coffee first!" I snapped.

"Dude, did you see yourself before you walked down here?" Ryder asked

"You're standing in front of the coffee pot in boxers, scratching your ass, and your hair looks like a rat's nest!" Ryder said.

I looked