the blaring noise of your alarm startled you awake. a displeased sigh slipping from your patted lips as you tiredly rubbed the remainders of yesterday away.

to fight the exhaustion from consuming you, you scooted your way up the bed until you were propped up against the headboard. your hand reaching for the vibrating phone so you could silence the sound you’d already began to despise.

once that was done and over with, your eyes darted towards the crib that was propped in one of the corners of your room. only to be met with the vacant space.

ah, dad must have her.