Travis slowly opened his eyes as soon as the sunlight hit him with the serotonin he needed, to wake him up from his sweet slumber. He unconsciously reached for the space behind him, as if his body were finding the warmth that embodied him throughout the previous night.
When he did not feel the warmth, he had been hoping for upon landing his hand on the cold sheets, he turned around to see that the other side of the bed was empty. He sat up, brushing off some fragments of a good sleep away from his eyes, before removing the duvet from his body.
He scanned the empty room for his shirt when he saw that he was already wearing his sweatpants, but it was nowhere to be found. So, he stood up from the bed to make his way inside his walk-in closet, grabbing a plain white shirt from one of the p
