The sound of water can be heard, piercing through the walls of my slumber.
I have this tendency of waking up in the middle of the night.
Even if it meant sleeping early or late, still my body had it's own alarm that's triggered my the slightest but of noise.
Tonight was no exemption as a sudden shadow figure walks over to Axeyl's bed.
The bed sheet scrunches beneath me like leaves of a bush howled by the wind.
Through half lidded eyes, I watch the figure move out of the way.
Only then do I notice Axeyl's bed empty. Clean, arranged, not a crease to be seen but he's not there.
The shadow from a while ago comes back. It's not until it sits down that I mend the pieces together.
Axeyl's awake. That's a relief. But then why is he walking around like a creep this late at night?
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