Being best friends with Ashley meant many things. Coffee dates, studying together… anything you’d expect. Sleepovers were always Ashley’s favourite.

She loved to style your hair, paint your nails, even put some eyeliner on you. Sometimes she’d steal your jacket as she snuggled up in her own bed with you beside her, the covers pulled up to your chins as you watched a movie together.

This time was no different.

Ashley had crawled into bed beside you, wrapping the duvet around her, and she let her head lay on your shoulder while yours pressed against your pillow.

It was comfortable for her. She didn’t know whether that was the case for you, however. She just knew that she’d gladly move if you requested it.