After hours and hours of physical activity, Elize slept like a log. As usual, they didn't stay together, and Zack left before she fell asleep. But this time, she felt a bit sad when he did. And hence, when she dreamed, she dreamt of him running along the woods with her.
She dreamt of little pups jumping onto her playfully, trying to scratch her face and bit her nose. But oddly, they didn't look like wolf pups at all. She was trying to figure out what it was when she felt a hand patting her shoulder.
"Hey." A familiar voice sounded near her ears.
Elize turned her head around irritatedly. She wanted to see the rest of her dream without any interruption. "Mmmm. Not now, Zack." She complained, her brows scrunching in protest.
"Wake up, sleepyhead." The voice sounded again, this time, accompanied by a smacking sound.
