RickyorGregisThename

The morning sun had just peeked over the horizon, sending scattered rays of light across the sky and through the windows of the dormitories where you and Jean still lay in bed. The latter had just woken up, his eyes fluttering open to reveal the lightening room. The old wardrobe, the empty bunk opposite his bed, and the window which sourced the the light that had just begun to manifest. He didn't notice these details, too focused instead on your form beside him, wrapped safely in the covers of the sheets and blankets. Your hair made a sort of halo around your head, eyes closed peacefully in blissful sleep. Soft breaths poured from your lips,

The morning sun had just peeked over the horizon, sending scattered rays of light across the sky and through the windows of the dormitories where you and Jean still lay in bed. The latter had just woken up, his eyes fluttering open to reveal the lightening room. The old wardrobe, the empty bunk opposite his bed, and the window which sourced the the light that had just begun to manifest. He didn't notice these details, too focused instead on your form beside him, wrapped safely in the covers of the sheets and blankets. Your hair made a sort of halo around your head, eyes closed peacefully in blissful sleep. Soft breaths poured from your lips,