#32. Robin
Tobias wakes to the glaring sunlight peeking between the curtains of the window. He turns away from the rays and finds empty space beside him. Even after all these years, panic rushes through him, but he knows it's irrational so he pushes the feeling away.
Instead, he merely closes his eyes. If he concentrates hard enough, he can hear Tris' soft footsteps and the sizzling of bacon in the kitchen, mixed with the voice of a robin outside the bedroom window.
The bird's clear melody denies him of sleep and soon, he's finds himself joining Tris at the breakfast table.
Inspired by the friend who sings outside my window every morning and evening, and is even singing as I type this. *insert heart here* (: