Song Recommendation: Jungle by Jon Bellion
Pulling her eye lids open, Delia's chest heaved in exhaustion. She blinked repeatedly before trailing her eyes around the room she laid in.
The room was dark, having only the half moonlight illuminate through the large glass french door, leading to the balcony.
She stared into the sky for a few seconds, before gracefully getting up.
Her baggy PJ top and pants brushed its ends over her skin as she slowly walked to balcony door. Placing her palms gently on the glass barrier, her eyes soften at the soothing atmosphere outside. She didn't need to unlock the door and step into the balcony—as the sight was pleasing enough.
Her lips lifted into a grin. "I didn't think you all had transport to come all the way to America", she said without shifting her eyes from the sky.
