Stephano moved in his sleep and scrunched his brows when he felt the other side of his bed cold and...empty? His eyes quickly opened to fully register her absence. He was laying on his front and the sheets covering his lower nakedness. The room still reeked of her scent and he wondered where his little rose had run off to.
He pulled himself out of bed and picked up his boxers from the floor. He got into the bathroom and she wasn't there. Though the scent of humidity was still permeating into the air meaning someone had taken a shower not too long ago. He made his way of his room and got down the small trail of stairs.
Rich scents got through his nostrils and he made his way towards the kitchen. And, there his baby was. She was chopping some onions and occasionally wiped her watery eyes.
