Drake pulled his shirt over his head, his shoes laid on their sides, he changed out his boxers and sweats and replaced them with a different pair. He ran his left hand over his very low cut fade and stood in the middle of the floor facing the bed watching Tae as she slept. 4am had come and he finally pulled himself from the studio. As much as her emotions were shaken up, as much as she was confused, she laid there in the middle of the bed motionless, and to Drake she looked more peaceful as ever. It could of been that he hadn't seen her in over three weeks, he took a deep breath and held it, then finally let it out.
He walked over to the side of the bad and crawled into it, pulling the covers from her face and shoulders, he slid his body underneath the warm covers right next to Tae's bod
