The cool breeze tickles his face as he opens his eyes. The moon reflects off the surface of the water, as silence falls in the dark night.
"Damn, It's getting cold."
He decides to dip his face into the water to wake him up. He thinks to himself
"I'll finally go home."
He stands up to get out, the water rolls down his toned body. Traveling through each crevice of his muscles. His hair hangs just over his eyes, dripping water down his face. He walks out of the creek and dries off.
"Mom, I hope you'll forgive my actions."
The next day, he wakes up and greets his master at the altar.
"Master, this is the last time I'll be seeing you. It's time I head home."