Steam Clef groaned lightly to the sound of birds chirping outside his window. He knew it was morning, but, his body refused to get up. He planned a day of relaxation and probably do some shopping since there wasn't a show to do. With that thought, he lifted himself off the bed, adjusting the only thing he wore to bed, which was his top hat. He walked to the window with a loud yawn, his eyes getting used to the light. He stared out the window, enjoying the suns' rays as the clock in town chimed.