Isaac did his usual retinue route, going from his room to Shayla’s room. He pushed the door open, seeing Shayla already in the room. “Hello, love. You beat me here?” He questioned, grinning as he took a seat.
Isaac stood near the edge of the rooftop, though he had known he shouldn’t have stayed out this late without any kind of warning the night air relaxed him. As time passed he lost track of it, and soon enough it was pitch black and all you could see is distant lights and stars. Isaac heard footsteps behind him, making no point to turn around he called out. “I know you’re there.”
Isaac woke in the morning, looking over to see Shayla still asleep. He scooted over until he was out of the bed, walking into the bathroom and starting the shower to rinse off the smell of alcohol that still lingered. After a few minutes had passed he dried off walking out of the bathroom with a towel to get dressed. He looked over at Shayla. “Good morning, love”