James, despite being a good kid, does not like rolling out of bed much before noon on Sundays - and then it's time for football. Doesn't mean he doesn't do it. He just doesn't like it.

So, because he knows his father will be waiting for him, James doesn't go back to sleep and instead rolls out of bed and downstairs, red hair sticking up in every single direction. Seriously, he looks like he stuck his hand in a socket.

He mumbles what might be "good morning" to his father and immediately heads for the juice in the fridge. He doesn't like coffee, but he really needs that sugar pick me up first thing in the morning.