Moment of solitude

He was feeling restless in his room. Jason already left to sleep after his whole session of blabber, which he had to listen on purpose. 

He got up from the bed and put on a sweatshirt. 

He still couldn't believe how he peacefully slept beside Ruby the other night. 

What did she do to him? His maximum sleep hours were to two to three and might exceed to four if he become lucky after listening to medication or taking a therapy. 

A little bead of sweat appeared on his forehead as he didn't wanted to process where he was going, although he was aware of the direction. 

She must be asleep by now, he assured himself. But still he had the urge to lay by her side and see if he could really get a peaceful sleep. 

Hands tucked in the pockets of his trouser and shirt which clearly showed his body cuts. He had always been this handsome, everyone used to tell him and there was no woman who was not charmed by his personality. <