Chapter 4: What Now?Liam was floating. His senses were lulled into a comfortable state where he had no worries. He was in a bed, the softness of duvets and blankets delicate on his skin, like being hugged by a thousand baby chickens. The smell in the air was sweet with a hint of bitterness, probably coffee being made. He could safely assume it was the morning. He wondered if he was in his apartment.
He couldn’t open his eyes, they were too heavy with sleep.
Suddenly, the bed dipped under someone’s weight and when the blanket was moved to make a place for another body, Liam realized it was really cold and unpleasant outside. It made him curl into a ball. He didn’t want to face it.
However, he didn’t have to worry too much because the other person quickly attached themselves to his back,
