I woke up in a beautiful white room or let's call it fancy a beautiful white chamber! This is a dream come true. Do I even know that I'm dreaming this now? I always love things I can't have which that kinda is a reason too but I swore I'll work hard to earn this kind of stuff.
If this is a dream which I'm one hundred percent sure then I can do everything that I want in this room and literally everything. Even touching each speck of dust if I have too.
The bed I just currently woke from was the softest thing I have ever touched on planet earth for the past seventeen years of my life. It had this elegant thingy on the roof I guess from overly rich people rooms from what I perspective from it like kings and queens speaking of which the pillows has a kings crown embroidered on it such as fine and flexible strings of gold on.
The room's theme was White gold color and fine silk and drapes hanging on the windows that I can't move for the drapes on the windows was like kilograms of rice sack I normally drag in our house if moving things around.
It even had an own personal television on the wall facing the bed. Lamps at even turn which made me feel sophisticated yet scared at the same time if I broke something in here but it's my dream I can do everything in here.
A crystal chandelier giving me the phantom of the opera vibe and white flowers on pearly white colored vases or clear glasses of vases.
I was finish looking around in the room and wanted to use the ladies bathroom if you know what I mean. I feel like there's a fountain reading to burst any moment now and I don't wanna wake up feeling wet and hot in my bed as a seventeen year old who got an accident on bed that'll be embarrassing!
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Dancing with the King (BOOK 1 of The Vampire Waltz Collection)Vampire
DANCING OF THE KING BOOK 1 of The Vampire Waltz Collection "Damian why do I feel bored out or sad when you're not around? " I softly asked. He chuckled and took a sip from his tea leaning his smooth muscular back at his chair. his clothes fitted him...