Trap

You pushed open the door to your bedroom with a huff, dropping your purse on the floor and flicking on the light. You jumped, as soon as your eyes lay on Trap, who is laying in your bed, his eyes closed, almost as if he’s asleep. You slowly approached him, shaking him to see if he’s awake. You shook him a few times before he finally responded. “I’m up.” He didn’t move, his face still buried deeply into your pillow.