Jamie was having a rather pleasant dream. Something about being in high school again and going on strange adventures while running into paranormal creatures... And something about being a werewolf too. It was just so strange that he kind of wanted to stay in the dream forever and ever.
Only suddenly there was a female voice crashing through the dream. It certainly didn’t belong to the rough and tough blonde in his dream. No, the voice was familiar. Jamie rolled onto his back and opened one eye. Then he sat up quite suddenly very awake at having Muse break into his room for a wake-up call. Of course, as the comforter fell down, it became fairly obvious that Jamie... Well, he slept nude.
He gathered the blanket up around his navel and stared at Muse in sheer horror. “What... The Hell are you doing in here?” Thank God for the mini-bar in his room. He was going to need a drink already. Jamie rubbed his face with his free hand, trying to brush the remaining sleep away.