Rain lashed against the windowpanes, a rhythmic drumming that seemed to lull the entire world to sleep. You, curled up on the couch beside Serene, couldn't help but feel the familiar tug of drowsiness. You'd spent the afternoon battling a headache, a dull ache that refused to be ignored.

Serene, ever perceptive, noticed your discomfort. "Rough day, love?" she asked, her voice a gentle caress.