You had always been a bit of a sleepyhead, and Dick had come to appreciate that about you. He found peace in the quietness that accompanied your sleepy nature, although you weren't particularly loud to begin with. One fascinating thing about you was your ability to fall asleep just about anywhere, managing to look both uncomfortable and content at the same time. Dick found it odd yet strangely captivating. He often wished he could sleep as soundly as you did.

Entering your apartment after a patrol, he noticed the TV playing in the living room, but you were nowhere to be seen. You were graciously dog-sitting for him, providing him with a place to crash. In return, he made sure his canine friend showered you with affection.

Peeking into your room, he discovered you fast asleep, your head cradled in your hand as you sat upright. His dog's tail wagged excitedly at the sight of him, its head popping up from beside you. Dick walked over to the edge of your bed, settling down and gently petting the dog as he admired your carefree expression, a subtle smile playing on his lips.