ROGUES

ROGUES.

The next morning, Clara woke up in Ethan's room feeling better than last night. It was her second night with him and she didn't feel comfortable all through having to spend the night with a man.

He was respectful though because he was on the couch while she was on the bed. She also felt bad for making him sleep in such an uncomfortable place in his room. By the time she woke up, Ethan was already awake and dressed up for work.

He glanced at her, her hair was rough and her cheeks were red and puffed up, making her look like a three-year-old.

"Good morning." Clara cleared her throat to greet him.

"Morning. How was your night?" Ethan asked.

"It was good, thank you. You are off?"

"Yeah," Ethan answered and lifted his suitcase. He stared at her, she seemed to have something to say.

"Do you want to say…"

"Yeah. Uhm, can you please get me another room? I don't want to disturb you in your room so I am actually comfortable anywhere else but here.