"Dude, just one more minute. I need to sleep."
"Hmph." Okada's eyes stayed on me a little too long, like he was trying to decide whether to drag me out of bed himself. Instead, he sighed and turned away, already busy tightening his tie in front of the half cracked window on his right.
I shifted under the covers, rubbing the sleep out of my face as I slowly forced myself awake. It was something I couldn't look away from and I noticed it.
Okada, standing there in a properly knotted tie. For a second, my brain refused to process it. Then it clicked, and I lost it. I burst into laughter and trust me when I say it was not a small one either.
Full-on, uncontrollable laughter that made my stomach hurt as I pointed at him. He stood still, looking at me through the mirror like I had just insulted his entire bloodline.
"Why are you like that?" I managed between laughs, wiping tears from my eyes. "You? In a tie? This is not your calling in life, bro."
