There was a knock on my door, making me stir in my sleep. I clutched the blanket tighter against myself, not to wanting to be pulled out of the peaceful escape that made me forget the hardships and problems of reality. There was a knock again, this time louder than before. I sighed, sitting up.
"Who is it?" I called out in a raspy voice. There was no reply. I rubbed my eyes, trying to shoo the drowsiness from them. Climbing out of bed, I dragged myself to the door, and opened it, to be greeted by a huge bouquet of flowers. My eyes widened as I realized whose face hid behind it. He peeked his head from the side, giving me a sheepish grin.
"Hi," he muttered.
I crossed my arms over my chest, the events of the previous night flashing in my mind.
"I'm sorry," he pouted, his gaze full of
