[Rosie's POV]
A soft yawn escaped my lips as I felt tangled in sheets and my eyes constantly grazed at the sun that had risen up and decided to shed its light on me.
Nervously, I turned over, but was met with an empty bed. I expected it and a coy smile left my lips.
I rose gently, still feeling all recess. Slowly, crawling to the floor, I moved to the mirror at a corner of the room to search my body while grinning.
However, when the door blew open, I shuddered, turning around swiftly to see who it might be.
My hands held my blanket firmly around me, not to appear naked before those I was seeing.
I didn't need to call her name as I only left out a smirk.
"Weren't you thinking how to knock?" I mused, but then her vengeful and hardened face brewed fire as she stomped closer to me, lifting her hand to slap me, but then I held her hand, shoving it away.
She almost stumbled, but it seemed like her feet were friendly to her and made her stand properly.
