*Caterina*
I groaned as the high-pitched squeal of my alarm blared through my ears, loud enough to wake a damn elephant from the best sleep of his life, not to mention fully interrupting the dream I had just gotten invested in. As soon as my eyes opened, said dream slipped away as the morning light fluttered through the window.
The warm and bright sun of LA had returned, leaving the semi-chilly days of our pathetic excuse for winter behind and I yawned as I shut off my alarm, resetting it for tomorrow. I rubbed the crust from my eyes as I stepped out of bed, finding the other side empty, as usual.
Elio was surprisingly a morning riser, getting up even earlier than me. Though I was by far from a night owl, even I couldn’t beat him. He told me his internal clock was damn near perfect, waking at the same time every day no matter how late he went to bed.
I was a bit jealous, if I was being honest.
