❝We must accept finite disappointment but never lose infinite hope.❞ | Martin Luther King, Jr.
♕ SAIGE ♕
Something soft caressed my cheek, forcing my mind to return to my body. I was painfully made aware of how stiff my muscles were. My fingers twitched as I slowly regained a full grasp on reality. A small groan escaped my lips as I turned in the direction of whatever touched my cheek.
My eyes fluttered open and I was greeted by the sight of very large and round chocolate eyes. "Oscar?"
The scruffy lab perked up at the sound of his name. His pink tongue lolled out the side of his mouth and he began to inch closer to my face. I was pleasantly surprised when his tongue gently licked my nose, sending me into a fit of giggles.
I quickly sat up, trying to evade my dog who had absolutely no understanding of personal space. My vision was blurry at first due to raising my head too fast, I recognized the boring walls of a room that surrounded me.
The silky feeling under my fingertips was familiar. I was sitting on top of my bed, which was located in my bedroom. The thick fabric around me was crinkled and I cringed at how messily I had slept. My eyes glanced down at my lab that suspiciously looked very happy.
He wasn't supposed to be inside my room, I always made sure to keep my door shut before I went to bed—
The wooden door was resting wide open, giving me a full view of the dark hallway.
I forced myself to swallow the hard lump that had formed in my throat. Events of last night flashed through my mind like a PowerPoint slide, the final memory I had was falling asleep on Carson's shoulder as we sat on the couch watching television.
Yet somehow, here I was waking up in my bed with my furry pet licking my face. Had Carson stayed to carry my unconscious body upstairs? My face grew extremely warm at the thought of him seeing my sleeping expression.
Pushing myself up, I shivered when my bare feet touched the cold hardwood floors. I patted my nightshirt in an attempt to smooth down all the creases that formed from overnight. As I made my way toward the open door, I ran my hand through my tangled hair.
A small tug on my shorts grabbed my attention and I smiled at a very eager looking Oscar. "Come on, I'll feed you breakfast when I get downstairs."
Right before I exited my bedroom, I glanced at the digital clock that rested on my dresser. Surprisingly, it wasn't as close to noon as I thought it would be. The time read to be about ten-thirty in the morning, much earlier than I suspected I would have woken up after falling asleep after midnight.
Walking down the dim hallway, a thought crossed my mind which had my heart stop beating for a moment. Had Carson stayed the night or had he returned home after putting me in my bed? I'm such a terrible host for falling asleep on her guests, as my mother would scold me for.
My pace seemed to slow as the neared the wooden stairs. Oscar stayed close at my heels, not once giving me any suspicion that someone else was inside the house. He gave me a wolfish grin, making me think that he was in fact rather eager for me to feed him breakfast.
The thunderous pounding of my heart made me stop right at the edge of the first step. For some reason, I felt scared to go venture downstairs just in case Carson was still residing inside my house. Yet, at the same time, I felt very excited and nervous to see him.
A wet nose touched my sweaty hand and then came a subtle whine from my side. "Alright, I'm going."
I rubbed my warm palms together and hesitantly took the first step downstairs. Before I knew it, a loud creak sounded in the silence when I stepped onto the last wooden step.
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