The hours ticked by agonizingly slow. Your room felt hot and stuffy, your bed having an unusual sharp edge that kept you from drifting off. It was insufferable!

The sheets under you were now bunched up in random areas, pulled taut around the corners of your mattress. You tossed and turned, didn’t dare open your eyes once, but yet, sleep was still so far.

Not being able to handle it any longer, you got up without a second thought. The hinges of your door creaked as you pulled it open, quickly slipping out and walking down the hall to EJ’s bedroom.

Despite him coming off as annoying to many others in the manor, he was like your safe place. The one you felt more at ease around. So it felt natural when you snuck into his room, into his bed.