𝙖𝙧𝙩 𝙗𝙮 𝙖𝙫𝙚𝟲𝟲𝟭

You wake up, legs sore and tired, the sun's shining through the thin curtains. You turn around in your bed, and it's empty.

Coming out of your bathroom with a smirk on his face he looks at you.

"Good Morning, Bonnie" he says in his gruff Scottish accent.