Trishal’s POV
I had a restless night, not knowing exactly why I couldn't get my brain to rest.
After what felt like hours of tossing and turning, I turned to my side and smiled at the beautiful sight of Neymar sleeping soundly with her mouth hanging open.
I stood up quietly, careful not to wake her, and took a few pictures. Neymar looked adorable and funny at the same time, and I couldn't wait to share the photos with Idris. I sent them to him with a tongue-out emoji. I could almost hear his laugh in my mind, and that thought brought a smile to my face.
Still feeling restless, I turned my attention to my messy room. I decided to arrange my clothes according to their colors even though I knew they would soon be scattered again.
Next, I felt the urge to clean up a bit. Since I recovered
