Katan woke up at around 8:00 in the morning. He reached to rub his eyes, but felt something different. Ah yes, Katan thought, I had my hair cut the other day. He sifted his hand through his hair slowly to feel the smoothness of it. Katan had only gotten one because his siblings nagged him about how ridiculousy long it was. I don't know why they cared so much, it was only about two feet long...
He rose out of bed and slowly made his way towards the bathroom down the hallway. Katan turned on the fossit and splashed some water on his face. Then, he stumbled into the bath/shower and enjoyed the warmth of the water.
About twenty minutes later Katan made his way back to his room. He opened his drawer and picked out a blue long sleeve shirt to wear. Katan heard his stomach grumble and made a beeline for the kitchen. He was met by his sister Cilarra, which was typical because they were the half of the family that woke up at reasonable times. Felton and Scoffred would probably wake up a couple of hours later. Katan opened up a cabinet and pulled out a box of cereal, he wasn't in the mood for cooking. He grabbed a bowl,a spoon, and a jug of milk. As he sat down he said, "Good morning."
Cilarra replied pleasantly, "Hey. How're you?"
"Meh, the haircut feels weird. Was there any other reason why you guys wanted me to cut my hair?"
"Well, we thought it was about time you started experiencing the world... and well as your brothers would put it...'gettin' some'."
Katan sighed deeply, "Well, I guess so. You guys could have been a little more straightforward about it you know."
"First of all, it was their idea, I just simply agreed. Second, it's not like you would've hooked up with anybody with that hair, I think we both know that."
"Whatever, I'm gonna go to town for awhile so call me if you need me."
With that, Katan picked up his empty bowl and placed it on the counter to wash later. As he was walking away he sensed Cilarra think, Oh, poor Katan. He laughed when he was out of hearing distance and on his way back to his room. He put on a green hoodie and took his motorcycle into town. (Obviously larger than normal because it's designed for a centaur)
*Exit