Aubrianne Ivanov

I woke up, and a wave of loneliness smacked me. I was in a completely different and an entirely new place. The bed I lay on was foreign and strange. A good strange.

Sadly I am also feeling a bit melancholy. To top it off, my nose feels stuffy, and my throat is scratchy.

The room is dark, I am thankful for these blackout curtains right now, but I know it's late. I can just tell.

I was well rested, on the other hand, but not sure I was ready to face today. I stretch out like a kitten, a few bones cracking.

Snapping out of it, I...