The morning light crept into the bunker, warm and gentle, a sign that it was another day of survival.
Jackson stirred first, stretching his sore muscles with a low groan. When he took a peek in the bedroom, he saw the other girls starting to wake up as well.
“Good morning,” he greeted, looking at Selene, who opened her eyes first, feeling refreshed and peaceful despite the lack of sleep.
With a smile, Selene greeted back, “Good morning. How are you feeling?”
“Fine,” he answered without hesitation, the smile on his face insinuating something. “I mean, I had a good rest.”
“Me too,” she spoke, her tone teasing as her lips curved into a teasing smile this time.
Jackson and Selene were looking at each other, having those thoughts that only the two of them could understand.
A few minutes
