Let it snow

"Wake up, little one."

"Huh?!"

"Come on, wake up," Viktor's long fingers gently brush my hairs.

"But why?" I complain still asleep then roll to the other side. 

"We need to leave," I hear him chuckling then.

"Uh? Why?" 

"I promised you snow for Christmas, didn't I? Come on, get up. It's a long drive."

"But... it's 5:30 AM for god's sake," I cry out as I check my phone.

"Yes, exactly. And it's almost six hours drive. Come on," Viktor laughs and pulls me out of the bed. "Come on, get prepared. I packed you warm clothes already, all you need to do is simply get up and get ready."

I groan and complain, I curse and cry at the fact I was awakened so early. I have never been the morning type but never had problems with waking up early when I have to either. Never had problems with it but when i