I woke up and I saw Craige sleeping beside me. My instinct should've told me to scream because that's the normal reaction that a lady should have when waking up on a bed with a guy.
Right?
Or at least that's what I've seen in the movies and dramas. Then the first thing that they would always check was if they had their clothes on.
I chuckled at the thought but I could not resist looking down despite knowing that the probability of something like that happening between me and this guy was close to zero.
He's way too principled for his own good. And I hate to admit it but that's one of the things that I really liked about him.
That's why I could only sigh when I saw that I was fully clothed in familiar-looking black pajamas filled with yellow stars.
I knew that I should be relieved about it and that I should feel grateful that he didn't do anything while I was not conscious. But I could only chuckle and sigh at the moment, not knowing exactly what to feel.
