Zila woke up in the morning. Upon walking, Zila burrowed herself into the warm, soft sheets. She rubbed the remainders of sleep from her eyes and gazed out of the horizon.
She moved here and there and yawned while stretching her hands. She slowly opened her eyes, she still wasn't in the mood to wake up yet she forced her eyes open as she realized the light coming inside the room from the window.
She was just about to sit up when she got pulled back and she realized that Kay's arm was wrapped around her waist in a possessive way like if he would leave her for even a minute she would run away from there.
Zila growled in frustration and started to get Kay's arm off of her but when she was pulling his arm off he suddenly woke up and pulled her down.
"Ahh! What are you doing?"
Zila yelled as she was again trapped between his arms and his all weight on Zila not letting her run away from there as he asked here.
