[Adrian's POV]
Adrian woke up to an empty bed. With a tired yawn, he sat up and looked at the window. The morning sunlight flittered through the burgundy curtains, yet the room still seemed too dark with just the orange glow from the bedside lamp. If he didn't know any better, he would assume a vampire lived in the apartment. But then, with their work schedule fixed in night shift, he couldn't blame Johan for wanting to block the daylights and create an illusion of nighttime with thick blinds.
The smell of egg and bacon reached his nose, and his stomach responded with a low growl. Adrian rubbed the sleep in his eyes and walked out of the bedroom, finding Russell lounging on the leather couch while he scrolled through his smartphone.
