It's probably for the best that you slept as long as you did. You needed it.

[ he really does have nice arms, and her eyes wander for a moment before she catches him drawing patterns on the comforter. likely time to move, then, if he's fidgeting.

so she pushes herself up, moving a hand to shove the hair out of her face with half a laugh. it's always so untameable in the morning. ]

Do you want to take a shower first?

[ she asks, glancing over at him, arching her eyebrows. ]

You are the guest.