It’s been a rough day for Quinn at work. Hours and hours on her shift, she comes home around 2 AM to see you on the couch asleep and the TV on.

Quinn felt herself smile and she closed and locked the door behind her apartment and walked up to you. You heard the door close and your eyes fluttered open, seeing Quinn.

She was still in her scrubs which you love. Quinn smiles and kisses your forehead, seeing you’re awake. “Morning, baby.” She whispers in a raspy tone.