Mia (Present day)
"Hey there sweetie," I groaned and turned over, pulling the duvet over my head again. My natural alarm, my body was still not ready to wake up which meant it was not yet time to get up yet.
"Mi..aa," Ethan whispered again in my ears again and I had a good mind to slap him.
I hardly slept last night, apparently staying awake and staring up at the ceiling can actually be invigorating. I stayed up for so long just staring at the damn ceiling and thinking of all kinds of aburdities that I could. And in the end I just came to the conclusion that the ceiling actually has gloss painting because with the moon light falling through the window it was almost shining. Maybe I was actually going crazy
