Last Year

Prologue

                                                                                   Friday, 7:18am

     It's your typical rainy day, and as usual, he was snoring. He really does look peaceful when he sleeps. I gave him a little nudge.

"Sans, it's time to wake up. You have to get ready for work, remember?" I said softly. In return he let out a louder snore. Of course he was already awake, I thought to myself. 

I gave him a harder nudge, "Go get ready! You're gonna be late!" 

"What? I thought you enjoyed the sight of me sleeping, love. I mean after all you were staring at me all morning. Were you not?" He gave this smug look, or a smile-grin in other words.

I felt as if I had turned into a tomato, "..Just get up already." 

"Alright, Alright. I'm getting up." He got up out of bed and so did I.

He went to the bathroom, took one of those hot steamy showers and so on. I got his lab coat and shoes prepared. I walked toward the kitchen and looked around for my wallet. 

He soon came out of the shower, all hot and steamy, towel wrapped around waist. "Where'd ya put my clothes?" 

I stared at him for a second, I just stood there, stupidly. "Uh.., Err.. Mmmmm..."

He just looked at me, "Uh.... Mmmm, Errrrr."

This felt familiar.. almost too familiar.