Wake the fuck up man! We got shit to do!"

Mike heard the voice, and was vaguely aware of light beginning to peek in through the window. A heavy form was pressing down on him.

'Danni,' he thought, smiling. Her soft form felt comfortable on top of him, her dark hair laying around his neck, her breathing coming in deep, rhythmic sighs.

"Hurry the fuck up and get up. Maybe you can fuck her quietly before the rest of the house wakes up, since you're so damn set on this revenge shit."

Mike laughed quietly, happily. He was so glad to be whole again. It felt like a cloud had...