Sunlight filtered through the room illicitly, weaving its way around the blinds. Funnily enough, it would be there for only the shortest period of time, before rain would take its place. It was as if the sun only came in the mornings to wake the people of Tree Hill up, before it would return to its place in the heavens until the next day.

Lucas attempted to shield his face with his hand, and when that did not work, he groaned loudly, turning away from the window sided-wall.

The second they had moved in together, Brooke had claimed the right side of the bed - the side that never seemed to face...