I'm woken up the next morning to the most obnoxious sound. Not, surprisingly, Portman's snoring, but the alarm clock. I roll over and stare at it drowsily. I'm pretty sure it's not 11:47 at night, but apparently Portman didn't turn it off, just messed up the clock. Naturally Portman sleeps right through it, so I turn it off, roll Bck over and fall back asleep.

X D - short i know, but the next chapter is already written so it will be coming soon. Just wanted to let you know i'm still breathing