The loud knock on the door startled Celeste out of her sleep, making her slump down on the floor and hit the side of her face.
“Ugh!”
She grunted, getting up and sitting up straight.
“I hate queen sized beds.” She complained, rubbing the side of her head that had hit the ground and knocked her out of her sleep.
She shook her head, getting up on her feet and standing up straight.
She looked to her right and saw Charlie sleeping peacefully on the bed. He was lying straight on his back, with his hands resting his chest, as if he was a dead body, being completely and mannerly at peace, with a sleep mask covering his eyes, adding more to his oh so pleasant appearance.
“Wow, even in his sleep, he is so uptight.”
Celeste snickered to her own self, as she heard the door to the being knocked
