101. Movie

Tanya's POV

He sat up at the sound of my voice and pushed his hair back. Muttering unintelligible words he got off the floor and sent me a glare as I giggled when he almost fell for the second time.

"No good morning?" I inquired and cocked my head to the side as he grumbled while unraveling the blanket that had somehow rolled around his legs, provoking his earlier fall.

That seemed to have snapped him back to his senses as he stilled his movements and raised a wary gaze to me. Clearing his throat he smiled awkwardly and released a fearful "Good morning Luna."

Scoffing, I rolled my eyes at his lame greeting while at the same time striving to hide a smile at his adorable outlook. His hair was scattered despite his previous attempt to put it in order. His cheeks flushed and eyes bright, the morning sun kissing his skin clad in long-sleeved black pajamas.