Raviel woke up, feeling way better and refreshed than he had expected.
Three days had passed since the mess, he had created in the training room with his eyes.
After, walking in his room for a few seconds.
Raviel went towards his living room, and opened the mini-bar besides the big television.
'I got you...sweetie, although you are bitter'
Without thinking, he picked up the dark chocolate — tear it open and started chewing on it like it was a medicine.
"Breakfast of champions". He muttered, as he shoved the last bite in his mouth.
Then.
He went in his bathroom, and placed his toothbrush near the marble wall for support.
Ensuring that the toothbrush was still standing, he fixed its position for one last time and went near his king-sized bed.
He sat up on the bed and started doing the eye exercises, the eye lady had prescribed him.
Twenty feet. The toothbrush stood tall and towering.
