DISAPPOINTED

Christiana’s point of view

I was in my deep slumber until I glanced at the clock. It was around 1:00 pm. Jesus. OH! MY GOD. “Fucking hell. I am still in my bed.”

“Just, wow!” I exclaimed. “Why didn’t he wake me up, if he was already awakened?” I thought for a while.

“Huh! My bad, why am I expecting anything from him?”

I was still in my bed sitting there like an angry ball propelling towards anxiety, I just didn’t need it. “Is he here?” I momentarily glanced at Tiger for I wanted to confirm his presence. He wasn’t there. “Why will he even be?” I said in irritation.

However, I drifted lazily from my bed while opening and closing my eyes, to gain the sunlight that slanted through the window. I was sleepy. Quite sleepy.

“Ah! Soothing.” The air was sweet, birds were flying high in the sky. “I should have been at my work by now,” I murmured. Since I was back in California, I needed to get myself geared up for daily chores as usual. Nevertheless, I didn’t. “Such a mess, I am.” I regrette