I woke up to the sound of an annoying alarm. I was about to kiss Owen again in my dream. I was about to when I fell and the ground swallowed me whole. I grabbed my alarm clock and unconsciously threw it to the nearest wall. Obviously, it broke into several pieces. When I woke up a bit more, I regretted my decision to throw the clock. Now I have to buy a new one. I heard the door creaked open and saw Owen peeking through the door. "Is there something you want from me this early in the morning, Owen?" Clearly pissed at what just happened. Owen fully entered my room and sat on my beside my lying figure.
"How's your morning? I heard a loud crash coming from your room. So I came to investigate. Had a nice dream that was disrupted by your alarm clock?" I grunted in frustration and took a pillow
