Stella stretched her arms as a yawn escaped her mouth. She slowly opened her eyes, her eyebrows furrowing as she looked at the strange surroundings.
"This isn't my room." She slowly murmured under her breath. She tried to turn to her other side but couldn't. She felt some weight pressing down on her waist, restricting her movements. Her eyes trailed down to her waist and she shrieked at the top of her lungs.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhh!" There was a hand wrapped around her waist, holding her in her place.
Adam opened his eyes at the sudden shriek.
"What happened? Are you alright?" He asked with concern, sitting up as he looked at the girl lying next to him.
Stella was looking at him with her eyes popping out of their sockets. Her eyes trailed to his exposed chest, it was then she realized he wasn't wearing a shirt.
"Y-You." She said pointing her finger at him. "You aren't wearing a shirt."
