Alison POV
"Wake up, Alison!
"I'm alive..." I stammered as I sat up in bed, all groggy and lost at Bastian's voice so early in the morning. “What do you want, Bas? I was asleep.”
"And drooling" he said leaving a bag in front of the bed: "but it doesn't matter. What really does is what we're going to do today, so get up and run to change your clothes.”
He pointed to the bag on the bed and I looked at him stunned.
"More clothes?” I asked feeling sleepy.
"For a woman, it's never enough clothes to wear, or that's what they say in the movies; but it's not that much, there are still a few things to add to the house and a few details here, and if you don't hurry it's not going to yield the day.”
"Bastian.”
"What?" He looked at me with a smile as he folded his arms.
"Do you want to stop
