Annabelle Wiley|Mood: Writer Can't think|Tags: Sebastian
I give the butler an odd look. "What's with the smirk, Sebastian?" I shrug, falling asleep.
--Morning--
I awake to Sebastian standing over me, in which I jump and fall off the bed. "Sebastian you bloody idiot... What are you doing in my bedroom!? Were you here all night!? WHAT DID YOU DO TO ME!?"