"Christopher! Christopher!" A shrilled voice came his name as he was still laying down in the bed. He groaned and held the pillow over his face, screaming into it then placing it behind his head as soon as his double doors opened up. There stood a female with blonde locks cascading down her back, her lips stained with pink lipstick. She wore a pink dress and heels and her skin was a perfect white. She placed her hands upon her hips and walked over towards him. "Honey, get up. Our wedding is almost here, so we got a lot of planning to do." She opened up the curtains and the sun made it's presence felt by kissing him upon his face. She threw her hands at him and walked out of his room. Christopher sighed as he fell back on his bed.
After a few more minutes of laying down, he got up and walked over to the window, looking down at the sea below. 'Time for a run.' He thought to himself while turning heel and walking out his room. He already had on a pair of short pants, so there was no need to change. However, he didn't have on a shirt, so his tanned toned body was present for everyone to see. Some of the maids, hell, even the butlers gasped and stared at him.
Christopher was now outside, sniffing the fresh air as he went to the back area, where the beach was.
Before running, he stretched his arms over his head, brought his feet up off the ground, buckling his knees then placing them back down on the sand. He took off in a slow pace, not wanting to run too hard, just yet. He ran all the way to the end then stretched again before running back towards his home. Though this time, he stopped in his tracks, seeing what appeared to be a young lady upon the shore. He ran over her quickly then checked to see if she was breathing. Her pulse was very short. He took her almost lifeless body into his arms, lifting up and making sure her body was secure enough before he ran slowly. Luckily, the doors to his home were already opened and he just ran right on in. "Help! She needs help!" Some of the butlers grabbed her out of his arms and took her a small room nearby, following where some of the maids. He shortly followed as he stood in the door way, his bride to be standing beside him, with a disgusted look upon her face.
Christopher rolled his eyes as he folded his arms over his chest and continued staring at the female laying down in the bed.
"Is she going to be okay?" He asked while pressing himself up and walking closer as his butler answered him. "She is going to be fine. Just need to rest." Christopher nodded as he turned to look back at his bride to be then back at the female.
He waited to see if before he left, if she was going to open up her eyes or not.