10:30PM. You were out at an event of which you don't necessarily remember, but you do remember that you consumed some great tasting arrays of alcohols. Finding your way home, you quietly slip into the apartment of you and your girlfriend— Cassie— and realise the house is in darkness, no lights, no movement.

Thankfully you weren't drunk— just a little buzzed from the alcohols effects— so you slipped your jacket off, putting it by the door as you quietly crept up the stairs, thinking that the only logical place Cassie could be was the bedroom.

The door ajar, allowing you quiet access into the shared bedroom of you and your lover, your eyes searching the darkness as you notice her frame splayed out on the bed.

Tangled within the bedsheets was the warm body of your girlfriend, asleep in one of your t-shirts— and nothing underneath that t-shirt.

Laying on her stomach, with her right leg bent at the knee and lifted slightly whilst the left was pin straight — her legs resembling a '4' shape and her arms thrown haphazardly around the bed.