Boredom

Iris

My head positioned on the pillow with my eyes opened slightly as I just woke up from my slumber. I noticed I was not feeling Arthur’s lumberjack body behind me. I turned around in order to try to see if he was probably laid on the other side of the bee but that went to waste because after my numerous search with my hands I realized he was not on the head any longer.

Maybe he was in the bathroom or admiring the early morning raise just like I did before I lost my sight and so I decided to call out his name.

“Arthur!” I called but no response still.

As I sat upright on the bed wondering about the whereabouts I heard a knock on the door and felt relaxed.

It was probably Arthur who came back but responded, telling the person to come in, I soon realize it was a maid.

“Good morning ma.” She greeted politely.

She went further to say why she was now within the walls of my hotel room.

She explained Arthur had directed her to ensure I was ready by 12:00pm so we could return back to