30 Stiff as nails

Date = 13 April

Place = San Francisco (Grimm house) (UCSF Medical center)

POV – Aria

‘So I walk into the dead of night, where my monsters like to hide, chaos feels so good inside, no more’

I open one eye to see where the music is coming from. Mel lifts her head slowly from my shoulder. I start to focus and realize it’s her ringtone.

‘I lost, I lost, I lost control again. Always do the same and I’m to blame I lost control again.’

She wipes her eyes while her other hand taps on the table, searching for her ringing phone. I survey my surroundings, for a moment not sure where I am, but then I remember we’re bundled together in Damion’s old bed in his old bedroom at his parents’ place.

“Hello,” Mel answers in a husky sleepy voice. We must have fallen asleep during the last movie we were watching. Some cliche romantic Hallmark movie about an undercover prince.

“Hello,” I’ve learned that Mel always takes a few minutes to wake up, so I take the phone from her ear, earning myself a droopy smil