He opened his eyes lazily and snapped the chest shut in his mind. He looked up into her face and noticed the blues of her irises like the Tenerife sea hovering above. The sweet dreamy smile she always wore seeped into him as though he were made of sand and she was the ocean, creeping over him as she washed up on the beach, each time funnelling deeper to his soul. Theo turned his hand over and stared down at his watch, he cast a spell for the time to show up in neon numbers before them where it hovered just above the table.