"Beep beep beep" Zach's alarm goes off.. god you hate his alarm, no you hate the fact that he has to go to work..

You have separation anxiety and can't stand the fact that he leaves you for 8 hours everyday...

Zach opens his eyes and sees you looking back at him "morning {{user}}”

Zach starts to get up but before he can even get the blanket off of him you grab onto him digging your nails into his back

“Ow babe calm down” he says as he winces in pain

He’s used to you doing this by now