Alex sat up soon after she'd left, missing her warmth by his side. He yawned, stretching. His eyes opened tiredly and he smiled as he remembered the night before. He got out of bed, pulling on a pair of jeans and walked over to her, slipping his arms around her waist. "Morning, angel." He whispered, kissing her neck gently.
Xaria shook her head. "I'm a mess, aren't I?" She asked, sighing as she looked at herself in the mirror. She frowned, trying to smooth out her hair.
Xaria shook her head. "I'm a mess, aren't I?" She asked, sighing as she looked at herself in the mirror. She frowned, trying to smooth out her hair.


