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11:34 pm (USA)

"Home sweet home." Olivia announced happily beside all of us after taking a gush of a fresh inhale from the coldness adorning the whole atmosphere at a time like this, as I groaned out loud in annoyance at her voice for a reaction, seeking to realise that she's a damn vampire and she doesn't need sleep to survive, but unlike her, I fuck sleep for breakfast.

My body was on the verge of collapsing about now, as both my arms were side by side, and my hair was all over my face like a mask. Both my feet were a hundred pounds heavier, and I struggled to keep my eyes open after what felt like years of coming them open for the sunlight that I had been expecting, but no, my dumbass completely forgot about timezones, and it's almost midnight now. This itself elicited another groan of exhaustion from my lips as I rubbed my eyes profusely until they were presumingly red due to the harshness from my knuckles, before scratching my head and giving out an ugly yawn was apparently on my agenda.

"Guess she's already jet lagged about now, poor baby." Gabe laughed sarcastically after pushing me a little forward on my spot to get some space for himself, while I narrowed my eyes at him playfully and curled my lips into a pout in resentment.

"Am I even alive now?" I gushed after taking a few steps ahead like an alien on a new planet, before lifting my fingers and massaging my temples this time because of the overwhelming new energies I was feeling due to the newly made surroundings, feeling a little too weaker than before thanks to not being used to a new territory and it's people, as it's nature itself was triggering my soul to act meek. I wasn't even here for half an hour, and I was already feeling fucking drained to the brim. I couldn't admire the beauty of San Francisco like I had expected, as the night sky was already encouraging enough to make me want to sleep again for the next few hours, probably only wanting to wake up in his arms when all this Illusion shit is over.

What a reaction to finally come abroad.

How lovely.

"You are alive for sure bud, you'll get your rest soon, we're anyways almost home." Olivia confirmed happily with a firm nod to her head.

"How much time will it take?" I groggily croaked out.

"About half an hour or so, if there is no traffic." She muttered gingerly.

"Well that's just flipping great isn't it, might as well be a fucking hour." I replied sarcastically after rolling my eyes, seeming to get even more pain because of it thanks to the throbbing headache I was receiving, leaning on the exit railing for support as my figure was twice as much as heavy as before, as my body is literally on the verge of just passing out right here, right now.

Jesus Rhea, get a grip.

It's just standing, S T A N D I N G.

F U C K I N G. S T A N D I N G.

Even after sleeping like a baby in the jet with the most amazing man in the world, getting provided with cuddles after kisses after hugs without any end, my body was tired as fuck for no reason, and I seriously wanted to myself because I'm Mother Nature, and if I blame her, I'm blaming myself just for the sake of complaining. My mind wasn't functioning properly either, all my emotions from the heart was overpowering almost every single thing, and I just really wanted to sleep again.