Chapter 7 : Getting To Know Him?

He was still there. 

Like a spider he was hanging halfway down the bed that was barely his size, tangled in blanket and mouth hanging open for all sorts of bugs to have a house party. Even after all the variables he still had the audacity to look good, like how is that even possible? Unless some powerfully being up there is making it impossible for him to look remotely bad. 

The curtains were still drawn together and little beams of light seeped through it, that means I didn't sleep through the day and there was still some time for me to be productive before I retire to sleep again. 

I left the room as it was because Laurent was still sleeping and attempted to carry him up on the bed again simply because I'm a good person and don't want to hear him whine about pain later on. By the time I was sucessful on dragging his leg up, I was ready to give up, he was that heavy. 

"Good enough. Sweet dreams.