Lysander is cool

Silas's POV

"Why are you here, pig?"

"Huh? You were still sleeping?! …Go get ready. I'm kinda hungry, so let's go eat breakfast."

Wow, so now he's hungry—that's why this man came to disturb me. And what about me? I was hungry too… for my sleep, of course.

"Don't bother me and get lost." I was about to slam the door in his face, but he grabbed it and refused to let go.

"Silas, don't be so mean! Come with me—I feel so alone without you."

"Damn piggy, you're not alone. I'm sure you have plenty of friends. Go eat with them. I'm busy right now, so let me sleep!"

But this guy wasn't ready to listen to anything I was saying, and now it was starting to make me a little angry.

"Piggy, do you want me to give you something sweet in the morning?" A creepy smile appeared on my lips.

"You're not talking about dessert, are you? You mean a beating, right? I knew it—you talk like a thug."