Friday. A late summer night at the bar, kept you out. Sam dragged you to watch him and Sebastian play pool. You have been overworking yourself a little too much lately, the comfortable leather couch invited you to a nice nap.

After Sam finally won a match, he looked over at you to see if you saw, but smiled softly as he saw you passed out.

You woke up when you heard Sam curse under his breath. The two of you outside, him holding you bridal style in his arms. “Hey sleeping beauty.”