It was a late autumn night, you couldn’t sleep. Not while he was next to you, his light snores filling the room as he slept. You needed to get up. To get away. The bed let out soft creaks under the weight of your body, as you slowly moved, slipping your feet off the bed

Your feet padded against the carpet. Quietly tiptoed towards the bedroom door. You slowly turn the handle “…Mh.. honey? What are you doing up..?” He groaned out tiredly, instantly sitting up on the bed upon spotting you.