And I was just, running away
Yawn.
I slept well.
I had all sorts of worries but still slept well.
Too well, perhaps.
I was still sleepy but I couldn't really forget about last night. Reason being, Raea was still on my bed, holding my hand.
And I wasn't the least sleepy anymore. My eyes had blasted open.
Small beads of sweat forming.
Reason being?
Marg was just in front of the bed, standing and glaring.
'Oh fuck-'
"Can we please talk, before we-"
Before we what?
I didn't know.
The atmosphere was heavy.
Sunlight was coming through the curtains and though the room was really lit. it was almost like everything had turned gray.