"Wake up, sleepyhead." She whispered to him as he opened his eyes to a woman dressed in white that knelt before him. He had to rub his eyes several times to verify that he was not dreaming.
He could only make out the outline of her face, the white clothes covering her body as the lights from behind her poured in. His vision was slightly impaired, driving her to the conclusion that he was with the presence of an angel.
He was not exactly expecting that he would oversleep, end up sleeping on a couch and wake up with a beautiful angel at his side. If this was a dream, he would rather sleep some more.
"Really? You are just going to stare at me. I am trying to wake you up for almost an hour." The angel complained as she stood up from her kneeling position and walked to the other side of the room.
