Groaning, Q forced himself out of bed, grabbing a few things from his case before slinking off to the bathroom.

He returned soon after, showered and dressed. He wore a plain black tee and a pair of fitted black jeans, paired with an old pair of tennis shoes and his least favourite glasses- A pair with simple black rims that he didn't mind losing or breaking.

"I suppose we shouldn't risk ear pieces," he noted as he checked himself in the mirror.