"Wakey...Wakey, Sleepy head." The voice was sweet. Too sweet.
It dripped with something Sezel couldn't quite pin down. Hunger, maybe?
All he knew was that even in the depths of sleep, drowning in what might have actually been his first pleasant sleep in weeks, that silky voice echoed in his ears.
'Huh, what kind of alarm is that?'
"Hey, the sun is already up. Get your head out." The voice spoke once again. Only this time, it was much closer and... more sweet?
Sezel frowned in dreamland. He didn't know how to deal with someone waking him up. No one had ever done that before.
Well… not exactly.
He barely remembered that one memory that stayed etched in his mind. He didn't knew why but he guessed everyone has that one memory from their childhood that is just in there.
'It's hazy, i sometimes get the nightmares of a lady. I don't know who? She was crying looking at me and then everything spun like i was put in a washing machine. That's where it ends.'
