"I thought, you'd never wake up. Good evening, sleepyhead." Alderic said with a soft chuckle when I turned around, rubbing my eyes as I just got from my sleep.
There he was, reading a newspaper. At night. Well, that's Alderic Hudson to you. He was still in his home attire, a pair of reading glasses on his nose. For once, his always elegant hair were disheveled, falling messily over his forehead. And in the darkness of the room, the table lamp did quite some justice to his beauty.
"Good evening." I said, smiling softly at him as I got up from the bed and sat down on the edge, stretching my limbs. Now, I felt good. Well rested. Fresh.
The feeling of happiness returned to me.
"Slept well?" He asked me and I nodded my head, taking the new pair of glasses from the table, Alderic bought
