Disclaimer: I own the plot and idea. Richelle Mead owns Vampire Academy.
Day One
"Are you alright?"
He jumped as he felt a hand on his arm, so lost in his thoughts that even this small act surprised him.
He looked down and met the icy blue eyes of his coworker. She looked up at him earnestly, curiosity in her eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine," the Russian cleared his throat, and glanced around the kitchen, just expecting to see dark eyes mocking him.
"You've been spacing out all morning," his coworker commented as she tucked a piece of her raven black hair behind her ear.
"I've been having some issues sleeping," he mumbled, re-focusing on kneading the dough in front of him. "Weird dreams…"
"Do you want to talk about it?"
He was just about to answer when it happened again.
A ghost of a laugh drifted through the space, her laugh.
Taunting him.
Mocking him.
He could hear her...goosebumps broke out over his skin…
But as his eyes did a sweep over his work place, he saw nothing amiss.
"No, I'm sure it will pass."
See you guys tomorrow! Be kind to one another, and have a nice day/night wherever you may be!