~Shepherd~
It's almost bright outside when I decide to roll out of bed. I don't like sleeping. Makes me feel odd. Like I'm letting my guard down for someone to try and kill me. I'm technically an insomniac, even before I got infected. Sleeping just isn't for me. I used to be on medication for it.
That has slowly changed. I no longer fancy that. I like the one or two hours sleep, before I'm up and starving again. The bed isn't big enough for the three of us. That's why Lucy is sleeping on the floor, snoring to his hearts content. And Noelle, was pressed into my side.
Her heat radiating off my skin. And might I say, I'm starting to crave honey. Not the kind that comes from bees.
I stretched my bones and considered going for a run, instead I opted for a shower.
