I wake up and find the bed empty. With a sinking feeling, I got up and made my way to the bathroom. I look up and my hair is a mess and I have a line of drool coming from the corner of my mouth to my chin. I turn the shower on, grabbing my toothbrush and toothpaste I hope in. Letting the jets ease the tension in my muscles. I quickly wash my hair and body, then brush my teeth.
After I get out, I grab my clothes off the bed and slip them on. Brushing my hair in the mirror, I trail my eyes over my body to make sure I look OK. Light blue jeans, a light grey hoodie, and white sneakers, thanks to Layla, I have plenty of choices. *Ding* my phone goes off, I walk to it and see it’s from David.
“I’ll be there in 5 minutes, my love.” my heart thumps loudly against my chest.
“OK, I’m almost rea
