Chapter 13

Sleepy

Smile, wink, sip, and don't think; these have been my rules for what feels like an eternity.

Thinking about the past is painful; therefore, I've spent the last pathetic three years of my life drinking and partying like the cowardly prince that I was born as.

Oberon.

Fuck. My name doesn't fit me at all. Sleepy is what my friends call me by, and yes, ever since a random monster appeared from a random portal and annihilated my entire family, I have started to see the other fairies as my friends and family.

We all have lived inside a hotel room for three years, partying and doing non-fairy stuff, like smoking weed and shrinking hookers, but things are about to change. My calling is here, and I can tell my fellow fairy people are excited to see me brimming with energy again. Indeed, they would support me if I chose to drink away my life, but they seem to prefer seeing actual life back inside my eyes.

And it all began with her, a woman, of