I woke up from the sun bursting through my curtains.
Ugh.
I pulled the blanket over my eyes.
I needed to think.
I needed to think about Jonathan.
He was the most gorgeous human being.
Ever.
His hair.
His jawline.
His biceps.
All of it.
I wasn't sure if I liked him.
He seemed nice.
But I don't really know him.
I just loved his looks.
Who wouldn't.
I pushed the blanket to the floor.
I stumbled off my bed.
The door was a bit heavy.
Patrick had a fancy house.
Obviously it was heavy.
I managed to get the door open.
It took a lot of work.
But I got it open.
Thankfully.
I walked towards the stairs.
That's when I noticed.
Jonathan's room was only about 5 feet down the hall.
I strolled past it and went down the stairs where I saw Jonathan and Patrick playing NHL15.
"Ayeeeee Lace" Patrick called out
"Good morning"
"Hey Lacey" Jonathan called out
"Hi" I replied.
I walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple.
Yum.
