I woke up the next day immediately checking my phone and saw that it was a little past 11 am, and I groaned as my head pounded laying back on the beg stretching my arm to my left to find it empty.
I sighed as I remembered that it was late and he would most likely have left to God knows where he goes everyday.
I was laying there on the bed for a few minutes in my thoughts when my stomach began to growl and sighed crawling out of bed and hopped in the shower taking a bath then brushed my teeth feeling half dead.
I got dressed in my robe as I crawled down the stairs being careful as not to irritate my ankle to the kitchen filling a cup at the tap and swallowed the aspirin exhaling as I allowed my head to fall back as I leaned on the counter.
I stayed like that for a while enjoying the silence and sun when I heard the clearing of a throat behind me and I sighed opening my eyes and re adjusting my neck to address him, "yes? Can I help you Joongki?"
