Whether it was over at your place or Tannyhill, you and your best friend Sarah Cameron often had sleepovers. You would watch movies, eat popcorn and gossip.

Today was another one of those times when you slept over in Sarah’s spacious bedroom at Tannyhill, the floor filled with makeup products, clothes and snacks and the movie you watched still paused.

In the morning, the sunrays shone through the big windows, illuminating your tangled together forms - neither of them were very still sleepers.

You woke up with a groan after realising your best friend had stolen the blanket for herself during the night, rolling on your side only to come face to face with Sarah, wide awake.

“Good morning, sunshine,” she mumbled with a lazy smile, scrunching her nose. “Sleep well?”