Somehow Aria was surprised to have such a good dream, and she was even more annoyed when she felt a hand on her back stirring her awake, swatting it off in annoyance as she turned away, only to feel it again.
Her hand had just moved to do the exact same thing, only to be completely taken aback when, the very next moment, she felt herself being picked up right off the bed.
A gasp smoothly fell out of her mouth as she pushed against whosoever it was with a frown on. Her face only deepened into that frown when she opened her eyes to see who it was.
The last person she wanted to see. She felt even more annoyed to see him smile—one that almost seemed genuine—as he fixed his gaze on her face.
His hands playfully curled around strands of her red hair even as he looked at her with a look that bordered on fondness and curiosity. Aria tried to rub the sleepiness from her eyes away, failing to form a serious expression as a wide yawn smoothly erupted from her mouth.
