I woke up. I was still in this realistic dream, I am not complaining, this "dream" is great.
"Good morning." Said Bill. I smell the smell of coffee.
"Do you want some coffee?" Bill asked me handing me a warm mug. I nodded and thanked him. While I was taking my very first sips, I realised Bill didn't have his shirt on. When I saw those abs I spilled all coffee from my mouth.
"Sorry! I will clean this mess I promise." I blushed. I got up my couch and started cleaning the stain.
"Oh, I am so sorry about this I am just hot in the morning, I will get dressed up now!" Bill said as he got his shirt on in a hurry.
Tom was still asleep, atleast I thought because soon he burst out laughing so loud and turning to face us.
"IF YOU HEARD YOURSELF, BAHAHAHAHA!" Tom said literally screaming.
"Tom be quiet there are some people in this hotel trying to sleep!" I said shushing him.
Soon we heard a knock on the door. It was Georg.
"Tom can you respectfully shut the fuck up, me and Gustav are trying to get a little rest from you, probably everyone in this hotel too." He said yawning and going back to his room.
When I finished my coffee I went to the bathroom and took a shower. I got dressed into some Bills clothes and went into the living room.
Bill looked me up and down, gulping before asking me:
"Are you ready to go shopping?" He asked. I nodded and he took his wallet.
"Tom we are going shopping, I made coffee if you want it's on the counter." Bill said as we left.
We went for a walk because the shop wasn't very far away from the hotel. It was a little cold out because it was morning and I didn't bring my jacket. He saw that I was shivering and getting goosebumps.
"Here you go." He took his jacket off and gave me it.
"No thank you, you must be freezing too." I said as I gave it back to him.
"No, please take it. I am never cold." He said. Why did you bring the jacket then dummy I thought and accepted the jacket & put it on.
After a few minutes we finally got there. We looked around and tried some clothes.
"Wow that looks great on you, sold! You really have my style don't you haha." He said checking me up and down.
We really did have the same style. Black goth shirts and flared jeans and decorative belt with a skull on it. I smile at him. I never met someone as nice as him.
"Thank you so much. You are my angel." I say. He blushed and smiled.
