Einith
“Wake up”
I slowly rouse from my slumber and open my eyes to the bright lit world around me, the smell of breakfast made my stomach growl and my insides come to life. The one con right now being stuck here is that there is no coffee on this version of earth. No coffee means more problems for me to face without any energy to do so.
Stretching languidly on my bed, I see Girhoe lying on his side with a just-had-s*x smirk and that pompous air around him because of it. A part of me wants to kiss him silly, but another part wants to hit him with a pillow.
“What?” I say to him. Ignoring how naked I am right now and there isn’t even a blanket to cover me. “Where are our blankets?”
“Isn’t it customary to say, ‘good morning’ for humans?” he traces my collarbone with his finger. My ski
