Garroth's POV
I slowly became conscious, strong arms wrapped around me tightened, as I tried to roll over.
"Wake up, losers!" Dante yelled, busting down the door, and soon after, tripping over his own two feet. I groaned, not wanting to get up.
"Goddamn, bust down thotiana," Laurence said quietly to me, I covered my mouth trying to contain my laughter.
I could feel my boyfriend chuckling behind me, his body slightly shaking of laughter.
"What'd you just say about me?!" Dante exclaimed, rapidly standing up while, of course, tripping bit.
My eyes were now fully open, taking in my surroundings. Dante stood there with a puffed out chest, ready to fight Laurence.
"What do you want, dude?" Laurence finally said after a couple of seconds of Dante trying to look manly and frightening.
Dante's shoulders slumped and his mouth fell in an "O" shape. "Travis' making blueberry pancakes!"
Both of us still lay there, not moving a muscle. Just enjoying our bodies being pressed together, our fingers intertwined.
I sigh, for once I feel a wave of calm wash over with me. I smile, this is my life.
And I'm happy with it.
Hi again! This chapter was supposed to be for the 30-day challenge but I really didn't like how it turned out. In my opinion, it didn't really follow the topic of day 3, so here's just another normal chapter!
~Bai Ducklings
