NUR
I wake up to my alarm clock ringing.
“Ugh!” I thump my hand on it, slamming it down on the side table.
That’s when I hear a dark chuckle.
Without thinking I yell, “Mafia! No! Wait, yes! Take me away from my boring life! Sweep me off––”
“Shh, now, princess,”
I peel my eyes open. “Why is it you?”
“You know, whining doesn’t suit you. Do something your own age,”
“Go away!” I rub my heels on the bed frantically. “I was dreaming of a Mafia King who kidnaps me and I wake up to find you. Why, oh why can dreams not become reality?”
A loud silence greets me. I stretch my arms, looking outside the window and back at Ahyan.
“You woke up in my bed a few days ago, wasn’t that dream worthy?” He sounds crazy mad.
“I’m sorry,” I say and mock gasp. “Did you take offense?”
He huffs, slidin
