(POVS ARE NOW WEW)
(Kenna's POV)
As I woke up this morning, Patrick groaned as I squirmed out of his tight hold. I went into the bathroom while Patrick went into the kitchen, like most mornings. I did the daily routine, brushing my teeth, combing out my fluffy cotton candy colored hair, and put on some clothes. As I sat down on the mirror, carefully applying ever layer of mascara, I heard Patrick in the hotel kitchen. Of course we brought along our two dogs, Artemis and Luna because no tour is the same without them. I heard him using baby and puppy voices at them, while he kept petting them. And to think, to years ago, I was in and out of mental hospitals and thought my life would end. I'm glad I stayed. I smiled at him, and left the hotel room. Ready for the new adventure today.
