Dove
I had never been more comfortable in my entire life. Surrounded by pure warmth and a cloud underneath me. Fresh smelling sheets that I had drenched in vanilla bed spray that made me feel like I was in a fancy chateau somewhere in France.
Rolling around felt endless as I snuggled deeper into the sheets. This was life. A life of a working man who could afford to get himself a much better bed. How wonderful was that? Absolutely fantastic.
"You're going to be late for work!" Zahi loudly sang as he entered my room. I opened up my left eye to find him already dressed up and holding a cup of coffee for me.
Since I started working, coffee had been my staple drink. I know, I had ranted about hating it for months on end but it was starting to grow on me awfully quickly.
