#Chapter19
The next morning Savion sat on his bed to put his shoes on and get ready for his run. A soft knock came from the door as he glanced up to the guest. /"Morning. Leaving already?/" Armarria asked, walking in with her sweats and tee shirt. /"Yes. I go almost every morning around four o clock. Why are you not sleep?/" She held her head leaning against the wall. /"Same nightmare./" She replied, with a sigh.